Having just finished reading the latest
Garden Monkey entry on Quentin Blake, I began to think about the fantastical tales of Roald Dahl, most of which Mr Blake so wonderfully illustrated.

And, as my brain was wandering about, I remembered this little poem I wrote and illustrated many moons ago, inspired by good old Mr Dahl:
'If butterflies were made of butter,
would they drip instead of flutter?'
I'll leave you with that thought...
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