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Where the Wild Pups Are

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RIP Maurice Sendak, a true visionary.

Where the Wild Pups Are

The night Brode wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind and another

His mother called him “Wild Thing!” and Brody said “I’ll eat you up!” so he was sent to bed without eating anything.

That very night in Brody’s yard a forest grew, and grew until the ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all around

And he sailed off through night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year, to where the wild things are.

And when he came to the place where the wild things are they roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and showed their terrible claws

Till Brody said “Be still!” and tamed them with the magic trick of staring into all their yellow eyes without blinking once

And they were frightened and called him the most wild thing of all, and made him king of all wild things.

And Brody the king of all wild things said “I’m lonely!” and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.

So Brody waved good-bye and sailed back almost over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day and into the night of his own room

Where he found his supper waiting for him.

And it was still hot.

(Originally posted October 30, 2009).

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  17. LOVE IT!!!!! At least you know Brody will still come to the door wagging his tail even if you dress him up. Kids OTOH may ask to be dropped off down the street as to avoid embarrassment.

  20. What a wonderful tribute to a truly gifted author and illustrator! Kudos and thanks!