Jack Prelutsky

(8 September 1940 / Brooklyn, New York)

Jack Prelutsky
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Jack Prelutsky is an American writer of children's poetry. He lives in Seattle, Washington with his wife, Carolynn.

Early Life

Jack Prelutsky was born on September 8, 1940 in Brooklyn, New York to Charles, an electrician, and Dorothea, a homemaker. While he was still a baby, a fire burned his family's apartment and he was saved by his Uncle Charlie, who was a stand up comic who played the Borscht Belt. He was poor growing up, and he said he was "...a sensitive kid in a working class neighborhood. I got beat up a lot. I was a skinny kid with a big mouth. A bad combination."

He attended local public schools in the Bronx, hated the experience, and was... more »

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  • Anna I. (5/2/2018 4:03:00 PM)

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  • Anna I. (5/2/2018 4:00:00 PM)

    i like jack prelutsky because his poems are funny and it is pretty easy for kids to read it. i also like him because his poems are funny and lots are them are connected to my life

  • RL :) (4/30/2018 1:11:00 PM)

    He is awesome and a good poet especially because of his poem Homework Oh Homework!

  • kawaii-chan (4/25/2018 12:49:00 PM)

    i love ur poems especially my ugly dog

  • anonymous (4/23/2018 4:34:00 PM)

    I love his poem Homework! Oh, Homework!

  • Favorites (4/20/2018 8:06:00 AM)

    I love The poem Bleezer's Ice Cream

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Best Poem of Jack Prelutsky

Be Glad Your Nose Is On Your Face

Be glad your nose is on your face,
not pasted on some other place,
for if it were where it is not,
you might dislike your nose a lot.

Imagine if your precious nose
were sandwiched in between your toes,
that clearly would not be a treat,
for you'd be forced to smell your feet.

Your nose would be a source of dread
were it attached atop your head,
it soon would drive you to despair,
forever tickled by your hair.

Within your ear, your nose would be
an absolute catastrophe,
for when you were obliged to sneeze,
your brain would rattle from the...

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