Sticky Pritchard was quite a sticky chap.
A wee bit of a mess.
Sticky Pritchard never failed to miss a snack.
Sticky Pritchard never sat on his grand-dad's lap.
Sticky Pritchard had jelly hands.
His hair made of icing.
His eyes full of gum drops.
Sticky Pritchard never quite came clean.
He was always such an awful mess.
Which is why, Sticky Pritchard, was always such an awful shame.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice picture of Stick Prichard Beautiful