Poem of the Day


Uncle Quimby’s Quandock


Uncle Quimby had a quandock – a champion of its breed;

he fed it tripe and honey; exercised it on a lead.

But quandocks can be vicious pets, as everybody knows,

and Uncle’s crimson quandock liked to chew on human toes!

It all became too much for him.  So, hobbling into town,

he swapped it for a snoogle — vegetarian and brown.


Carolyn Eldridge-Alfonzetti



(First published in The School Magazine – Countdown, June 2007 [Vol. 92 No. 5] Acknowledgement requested if published elsewhere)


3 thoughts on “Poem of the Day

  1. I love this poem Anne Bell!


    Lynn Ward

    (author: Sally Snickers’ Knickers – Walker Books 2014

    The Big Beet – Omnibus Books 2013)

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