Stew with one shoe drew a shrew with a shoe in a stew. But Stew knew that there were two shrews each with two shoes in the new stew. “What am I to do,” asked Stew, “indeed, what am I to do with you”. Stew drew Drew to the stew he drew. Drew looked at the stew Stew drew and said, “why there are two shrews with two shoes?”. “That’s my drawing,” screamed Sue. “Boohoo,” boo’d Stew, “where’s your proof? Those now are my two shrews with two shoes that I drew in a stew with one shoe