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Source ISBN: 9780007119042
Ebook Edition © MAY 2015 ISBN: 9780008140144
Version: 2015-06-19
With love to Valérie and Judith
CONTENTS
Handy Tips for Small Wolfcubsitters
Dear Mum and Dad, this is not a letter, This is a peom (They are posher and better). You say you hate peoms but I have done a load, Sum are a bit rubbish, but not this wun any road. Also I have done sum nice wuns about you and Dad, So go on, have a small read, or I will get sad. Yours rimbling rumbling rhyming-lee, from Little Wolf, your Number I cub-bee.
PS Can you send a letter saying smellybreff, no drinking Little’s ink or else?
Dear Mum and Dad,
Thank you for your fierce letter, it made me jump. You say pack in riting peoms, you are rubbish. Also you say what are they? Will they let down the terrible name of Wolf?
Answer no, they are posh and proud things. Plus they are handy if you want to say something spesh. Like Dad, if you get a sting, you can say:
Gurr that bee,
It blunking well stinged me.
Oo ah ow ee!
Handy, eh?
Tell you what, I will do you a load. See if you change your mind. I will start with some tips to help you like them. Ready?
Yours tipfully,
Peoms ought to
How poems like getting read
When you read a peom,
Do not scoff it like a stew.
Give
