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This poem is about a centipede telling James (in the book James and the Giant Peach) how the centipede eats. I wish I could eat everything the centipede eats but I'm sure my stomach will hurt. Maybe I'll stick to the peach!
‘I’ve eaten many strange and scrumptious dishes in my time,
‘I’ve eaten fresh mudburgers by the greatest cooks there are,
‘I often eat boiled slobbages. They’re grand when served beside
‘I’m mad for crispy wasp-stings on a piece of buttered toast,
‘I crave the tasty tentacles of octopi for tea
‘For dinner on my birthday shall I tell you what I chose:
‘Now comes,’the Centipede declared,’the burden of my speech:
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This poem is about a centipede telling James (in the book James and the Giant Peach) how the centipede eats. I wish I could eat everything the centipede eats but I'm sure my stomach will hurt. Maybe I'll stick to the peach!
‘I’ve eaten many strange and scrumptious dishes in my time,
‘I’ve eaten fresh mudburgers by the greatest cooks there are,
‘I often eat boiled slobbages. They’re grand when served beside
‘I’m mad for crispy wasp-stings on a piece of buttered toast,
‘I crave the tasty tentacles of octopi for tea
‘For dinner on my birthday shall I tell you what I chose:
‘Now comes,’the Centipede declared,’the burden of my speech: