The Hungry-Three-Eyed-Glasses-Sharp-Toothed-Blobasaurus by Alex Craggs

They said I'd made the cover,
Of Sally Kindberg's, DRAW IT!
I squelched around excitedly, until the day I saw it.​

I wasn’t in the middle!
I wasn’t at the top!
I was in fact placed so low down, and ready for the drop.  

How can I be a monster?
All terrible and rotten!
When on this book, I’m only just, that blob stuck on the bottom. 

It made me really angry,
It made me rather sad.
It kind of made me hungry. When hungry, I go...  

BAD!

The sharp teeth I inserted,
I plopped in bloodshot eyes.
I wore the upper glasses and let out some screeching cries!

I swallowed whole the garlic,
And ate the five legged pants.
I consumed next the hairy bat, and washed it down with ants.

The sitting zombie higher up,
The pencils, and the scribble,
Even the bouncing green-horned-thing, were downed with bile and dribble. 

I gobbled up the spaceship,
had tractor-beams on toast.
My pudding was the fluffy clouds, its them I liked the most. 

I've proved that I’m a monster! 
I’m terrible and rotten!
I showed them that I’ll never be, that blob stuck on the bottom. 

They gave me a whole cover, 
of the Scary Stuff Thesaurus.
I'm now the hungry-three-eyed-glasses-sharp-toothed-blobasaurus!


Poem © Alex Craggs 2014
Book Cover Illustrations © Sally Kindberg 2014