Nobody Touch My Tarantula Sandwich
A Halloween Poem for Kids
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From the book My Cat Knows Karate
Nobody touch my tarantula sandwich.
This sandwich is only for me.
And please stay away
from my cockroach soufflé
and my cobra and rat fricasseefricassee meat, especially chicken or veal, browned lightly, stewed, and served in a sauce made with its own stock..
Don’t take a drink of my spider-blood cider,
or nibble my lizards on rye.
And don’t make a meal
of my barbecued eel
or my rattlesnake-jellyfish pie.
Please keep your mitts off my octopus pudding.
Don’t dine on my porcupine dip.
And don’t take a chew
of my centipede stew
or a sip of my scorpion whip.
If I had Snickers, or Hershey’s, or Reese’s,
I promise I’d offer to switch.
But there’s no good eating
for kids trick-or-treating
outside of the home of a witch.
— Kenn Nesbitt
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Reading Level: Grade 4
Poetic Techniques: Rhyme Schemes
From the Book My Cat Knows Karate
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