POCKET ROCKS Sheree Fitch illustrations by Helen Flook ORCA BOOK PUBLISHERS
There once was a boy named Ian Goobie Every morning he looked into the mirror to say hello to himself His chin was pointy and his forehead was wide Just like an upside-down triangle he said And scrunched up his nose Scrunch scrunch scrunch Every morning Ian Goobie knocked on his head Knock knock Time to come out he said He brushed his hair Soft as dandelion fuzz or a whisper Ian Goobie smiled his widest smile
