Giant
 

If I were the biggest thing on Earth

and my head reached above the moon,

my head would be as cold as ice

during a late July afternoon.

 

An ant would be microscopic,
and a human, the size of a flea.
The clouds would be pillows
while the Pacific Ocean would be my tea!

 

If you were to read this poem

from the Empire State,
I wouldn’t hear a thing because

I’m way up in space, mate!

 

If you ever see a foot bigger than your school,

start climbing to the knee.
Standing from there, you will be
many miles above the sea!