by Bruce Lansky
When Frederick’s grandmother
served him some fish,
young Frederick turned up his nose
and said, “Ish!”

“Okay,” said his grandma,
“I’ll give you some ish,”
as she scraped out some earwax
right into a dish.

She brushed in some dandruff
that fell from her head,
and some fingernail clippings
from her husband, Ed.

She sniffed at the mixture
and started to sneeze.
Her eyes watered up;
she got weak in the knees.

“Okay,” said Fred’s grandma,
“now eat up this ish.”
“No way,” said young Frederick,
“I’d rather have fish.”

Text © Bruce Lansky reprinted from My Dog Ate My Homework, published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Stephen Carpenter. Any copying or use of this poem or illustration without consent is unlawful.

Click on the book cover below for more information or to buy the book.

go back to Yucky Poems