#WelshWriters
“This famous wicked little tale Should never have been put on sale It is a mystery to me Why loving parents cannot see That this is actually a book
The animal I really dig, Above all others is the pig. Pigs are noble. Pigs are clever, Pigs are courteous. However, Now and then, to break this rule,
Who can take a sunrise, sprinkle i… Cover it in chocolate and a miracl… The candy man, the candy man can The candy man can ‘cause he mixes… And makes the world taste good
‘No animal is half as vile As Crocky-Wock, the crocodile. On Saturdays he likes to crunch Six juicy children for his lunch And he especially enjoys
The most important thing we’ve lea… So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your television set— Or better still, just don’t instal…
There’s no earthly way of knowing Which direction they are going! There’s no knowing where they’re r… Or which way they river’s flowing! Not a speck of light is showing,
‘Veruca Salt, the little brute, Has just gone down the garbage chu… (And as we very rightly thought That in a case like this we ought To see the thing completely throug…
I had a little nut-tree, Nothing would it bear. I searched in all its branches, But not a nut was there. ‘Oh, little tree,’ I begged,
As I was going to St Ives I met a man with seven wives Said he, 'I think it’s much more… Than getting stuck with only one.’
‘Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop! The great big greedy nincompoop! How long could we allow this beast To gorge and guzzle, feed and feas… On everything he wanted to?
‘Attention please! Attention plea… Don’t dare to talk! Don’t dare to… Don’t doze or daydream! Stay awak… Your health, your very life’s at s… Ho–ho, you say, they can’t mean me…
A woman who my mother knows Came in and took off all her cloth… Said I, not being very old, ‘By golly gosh, you must be cold!’ ‘No, no!’ she cried. 'Indeed I’m…
‘If you are old and have the shake… If all your bones are full of ache… If you can hardly walk at all, If living drives you up the wall, If you’re a grump and full of spit…
Hey diddle diddle We’re all on the fiddle And never get up until noon. We only take cash Which we carefully stash
In England once there lived a big And wonderfully clever pig. To everybody it was plain That Piggy had a massive brain. He worked out sums inside his head…