We will not be held responsible.įor years Jack Prelutsky has been known informally as a poet laureate for kids. After reading this, we have just one piece of advice: Don’t try this at home. She chows down on carburetors, windshields, spark plugs, and fuel pumps. This girl definitely has an eating disorder. Can you guess what it gobbles for dessert? It’s a monster all right, and it eats blackboards, erasers, pens, paper, notebooks, homework, and even the teacher’s desk. It’s not much of a diet, and the human body-even Twickham’s-has its limits. Twickham Tweer takes the cake-or, rather, the banana peels, the empty jars, and the candy wrappers.
What’s the longest you’ve ever kept leftovers? A month? A year? How much fungus is in your freezer? Can you compete with the family in this poem? If so, keep that spoon out of that strange-smelling mayonnaise! But does poor Herbert Glerbett deserve what happens to him? You decide. Īdmittedly, eating 50 pounds of lemon sherbet could be considered excessive. But these particular poems come with a caution: Don’t read them before breakfast, lunch, or dinner! They could curdle your stomach or lure you into tasting strange and dangerous things. Jack Prelutsky’s poems can be frightening or funny.
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