A Giant Wooden Leg

I saw four tall, smooth wooden legs stretching straight up like little trees! Quick-quick, I rushed over and threw my long blue arms wide, encircling two front spindles at once and locking my yellow hands behind the timber—*hhuuuh*—squeezing tight, tight, tiiight! When I gave a sudden heave, the heavy chair dragged across the floor with a loud wooden scrape that shuddered right through my chest. I paused, letting out a raspy whistle, still hugging the varnished post while the floorboards hummed beneath my feet.