It's a pop-up book in the shape of a hamburger.
The story is told in rhyme of a little girl who complains to her brother about somebody stealing her picnic hamburgers. Her brother devises a plan to trap the hamburger thief.
He puts shampoo on the hamburger instead of mayonnaise.
And hides a snail underneath.
Grub under the cucumber slices.
Beetle juts out from under a splotch of catsup.
Now they've certainly caught the thief.
They don't know yet, it turns out to be the dog who regards this the best day and the best hamburger yet.
A new family lives there in a place smaller than my own. The dad looks like a linebacker except heavier, and mum looks like a smart mamacita and the little boy tears down the hall as they must when he's not under strict control. They're only seen drifting in and out together, and that's all. Passing like ships in the day. A few days ago I stopped and turned instead of passing without recognition, the two adults were negotiating the door and their packages and their plans and the boy stood between their legs as amid cedar pines. I stopped, turned back and waved at the boy concealed in the tree stand of legs. "Hi." He waved back, his parents stopped and turned and both said, "Hi."
Such conversationalists we are.
This post could have been titled, "clearing one's shelves."
Oh goodness. Just now looked. It's become another collector's item. Well, this one has gone to the kid. Wow, just as expensive at Abebooks.
2 comments:
Snips and snails and puppy dog tails.
Connection is priceless. Unexpected connection and fun suprises, even more so.
The dog licking shampoo off his paw made me laugh. Great turn around too, with the girl being considered such a pet.
And who knew David Pelham and I had things in common. I've three of his books on the shelf.
Worms Wiggle, which I still know by memory (or momory as first typed)
Kites
and Dimensional Mazes
I hope the Samburger is enjoyed again by the one who finds it!
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