Title: Ugg indeed...
Product review: A nonsense book of poems about imaginary monsters and the lives they lead. This work carries the distinction of marking the first time James Stevenson (the illustrator) worked with the ever popular Jack Prelutsky. A word of advice: Do not read any Shel Silverstein books prior to this work. Anything after "A Light In the Attic" is bound to feel a little paltry. While the similarities between the two books is striking, "Baby Uggs" is less impressive. Nonetheless, there's a great deal of creativity going on here. Prelutsky has fun with words and sounds and even becomes a bit risqué at points. Because the text is so short, this book will work as an introduction for toddlers to the world of poetry.
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