The girl who died from not getting a pony
Ev and I, for some random reason, had a conversation about Shel Silverstein last night. I remember having all of his books, reading them religiously, and loving every drop. Not to mention the line drawings attached to each poem- so simple, yet hilariously brilliant. My personal favorite was "Little abigail and the beautiful pony". I used to read the poem to my parents on a nightly basis....and then feign death. Usually with some overly dramatic choking scene. I really thought that might do the trick. 25 years later, I'm still ponyless ( AND penniless, thanks to living in nyc). But still lovin' Shel.
Go to http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Dimension/9630/shel/abigail.html to read the poem, if you haven't already.