I DON'T like beetles, tho' I'm sure they're very good,
I don't like porridge, tho' my Nanna says I should;
I don't like the cistern in the attic where I play,
And the funny noise the bath makes when the water
runs away.

I don't like the feeling when my gloves are made of

silk,
And that dreadful slimy skinny stuff on top of hot

milk;

I don't like tigers, not even in a book,
And, I know it's very naughty, but I don't like

Cook!