Alice by Shel Silverstein

I was speaking with Illuper about our past experiences and failures and how some people come by and ask you about them with a big smile. Then I remembered this little poem by Silverstein

Please do, rub my unsuccess on my face with your big smile and your high pitched intonation.

For I can’t help but love food.

Mama Carrie Makes

She drank from a bottle called DRINK ME
And up she grew so tall,
She ate from a plate called TASTE ME
And down she shrank so small.
And so she changed, while other folks
Never tried nothin’ at all.

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