I'Ve Shrunk To A Mere Twelve Inches In Height Poem by Amanda Dickerman

I’ve shrunk to a mere twelve inches in height
But what can be done? There’s nothing I can see
Approaching footsteps are filling me with fright

When did this begin? I did not shrink overnight
I am so small, I fear no one will see me
I’ve shrunk to a mere twelve inches in height

Someone is coming, they’ve turned on the light
How can they help me if I can’t be seen?
But approaching footsteps are filling me with fright

I’m jumping and screaming with all of my might
The footsteps have subsided, I won’t be set free
I’ve shrunk to a mere twelve inches in height

Will I ever be relieved from my terrible plight?
I’m dreading being stuck here deep into the night
But approaching footsteps are filling me with fright

A twelve inch woman would be such a sight
Somebody help me I’m down on my knees
I’ve shrunk to a mere twelve inches in height
But approaching footsteps are filling me with fright