DON'T WEE IN THE BATH, TERRY! Potty Poems with a Capital "P"
by Gez Walsh, illustrated by the author
ISBN 978-1-872438-99-3 (October 2003) A5 64pp pbk., £4.50
Kids! If you want to read some wickedly funny poetry, you may just have come to the right place. (You might even have seen Gez appearing in person at your school. If so, you probably know what to expect.) With this, his eleventh book overall and his seventh collection of Potty Poetry, Gez Walsh takes yet another manic stagger, arms flapping, further into the lunatic world which he created in 1997 with the ground-breaking collection, The Spot on My Bum, a world peopled by characters you will find throughout Gez's poetry. A world of nagging, fussing, mums, embarrassing dads wearing new snakeskin belts and confused kids, strange grandads who wear false teeth, even stranger grandmas, overbearing elder brothers and sisters, and teachers who just don't understand. Not to mention the amusing animals, such as the Welsh Rabbit and a parrot called Fred. More on that story, later.
We've all been there. Some kids still are. Looking under the bed for the bogeyman, experiencing the delights of odd socks, or "bad breff" as Gez so charmingly puts it. Yet Gez isn't always so grounded in real life and the authentic language of the school playground and the top deck of the bus. Sometimes he goes off into the absurdest, grossest of fantasies, with poems like Gnome Sweet Gnome and Steve and His Secret Agent Underpants. Not to mention Henry Meek, who can make his bottom squeak, and saves a climber lost in the mountains with this unusual talent. Booksellers reading this might also like to know that almost one hundred thousand gleeful readers have bought. The Spot on My Bum since its publication in 1997 and many, many of them have gone on to collect all of the others in the series: if they see this one, they will buy it! Teachers reading this might like to note how Gez's books have been successfully used to encourage reluctant readers, because of their appealing (to kids!) subject matter. But perhaps it is best to leave the last words to Gez himself, speaking directly to the kids who read his books in his foreword.
"Please buy this book! I'm being held prisoner in a small dank cell by my publishing company: I have no light, only a candle strapped to my head, and no company except for the rats that come to nibble my toes each night."
So: help save Gez (and the rats, who actually crisps to toenails anyway) from a terrible fate, by adding this latest rousing, rambling riot of rhyming to your Potty Poets collection!
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