"My feet's a revelation,
And that's my guarantee.
They're the worstest smellin' pair of feet
On man or chimpanzee."
"I've roved the wild world over,
I've dueled with many a man,
And I've seen 'em all just laid out flat,
Like pullets in a pan."
"Well, here's one good old biddy
Can answer to your call!"
It was ancient Myrna Poke leaped up,
All wizened, weak, and small.
"I'm ready for a showdown,"
The little lady cried.
"Why passin' skunk onced smelled my feet,
Flipped upside down, and died."
From Tales from Gizzard's Grill by Jeanne Steig, illustrated by Sandy Turner. Copyright © 2004 by Jeanne Steig. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers. No part of this book may be used or repoduced without written permission from HarperCollins Publishers, 1350 Avenue of the Americas, New York, NY 10019. All rights reserved.