Then I decided to draw from and on my own imagination, and everything came out perfect.
Jack PrelutskyFrankly, writing poetry for children is plain old fun, and I consider myself blessed to have such a delightful career.
Jack PrelutskyHis blood is black and boiling hot, he gurgles ghastly groans. He'll cook you in his dinner pot, your skin, your flesh, your bones.
Jack Prelutsky