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The cricket rubs his wings together each time
the book swallows him whole
Her only chance at breaking it lies in the ever-moving castle in the hills: the Wizard Howl's castle
so from the first page
Geese fly away in formation
Eek You Reek-Autographed Winter The cricket rubs his wingsEek, you reek,You make a funk. Where you have beenThings stink, stank, stunk. You've left a path,A swath of smell,And yuck! You did it very well. Readers will be delighted by the malodorous melodies of poems calling out the different pungent attributes of a full cast of foul smelling creatures.