The Star Belly Sneetches…

had bellies with stars.

The plain bellied Sneetches had none upon thars.

Looks like the Fix-It-Up-Chappie came for a visit, and I apparently took a few too many rides through the star-on machine.

You know what I never understood about that book? Why did the Sneetches without just stand around moping in the dark? Why didn’t they plan their own dang Frankfurter roasts, or picnics or parties or marshmallow toasts?

I’ve always felt that if I were a Sneetch I would be plain the bellied sort, and spend my time planing fantastic parties.

One Response to The Star Belly Sneetches…

  1. If I were a Sneech
    and lived within reach,
    I call you up
    for chocolate in a cup.

    We'd have cookies too
    at our BBQ.
    Cake for dessert
    with caramel can't hurt.

    If your belly was plain
    we could add jelly stain.
    To eat all those treats
    would be a great feet.

    So when your in town
    Don't wear a frown
    Come see a Sneech
    when you're in reach.


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