Osler's Razor

Last Sunday, I got to spend some time with Bill and Jane Smith, who were my neighbors when I was a kid.

During dinner, they remembered some of my odd habits as a child. Apparently, with some frequency, I would go down to their house and bang on the door until they gave me a book. Once I had one, I would sit there on their porch and read it. Then I would demand another book, and sometimes Mrs. Smith would insist I eat an apple before she would give me another one.

What a weird kid!

Anyways, I remember some of the books I went there for-- the Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle series. Let's haiku about that today: The books we loved as kids.

I will go first:

Sat on the Smith's porch,
Read Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle,
Then went to college.

Now it is your turn! The first line should have about five syllables, the second line about seven, then five in the third...