Roald Dahl

(13 September 1916 – 23 November 1990 / Cardiff / Wales)

Comments about Roald Dahl

  • Lord Farquaad (6/13/2018 11:29:00 AM)

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  • Samadhi (6/4/2018 3:52:00 AM)

    I love Roald Dahl. I love his books. I have read all of them. Now, l still read them. They are my favourite books.

  • Aarush (6/3/2018 2:46:00 AM)

    My favorite and one of the greatest poets of all times

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  • Bigger Momba (5/22/2018 2:35:00 PM)

    Unfortunately peaches don't carry vitamin C so you'll have to ask your soy boi father to take you to the park. Also, did you hear about that whole scandal with the president being involved with the new Day Z update coming out? I didn't believe it either until my eyes were opened about the chemicals in the water turning the green frogs gay.

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  • dhjhskdjhsfsd (5/14/2018 8:11:00 AM)

    I prefer Jean De La Fontaine.
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Best Poem of Roald Dahl


The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we've been,
We've watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone's place we saw
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they're hypnotised by it,
Until they're absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.

Read the full of Television

Candy Man

Who can take a sunrise, sprinkle it with dew
Cover it in chocolate and a miracle or two
The candy man, the candy man can
The candy man can 'cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good

Who can take a rainbow, wrap it in a sigh
Soak it in the sun and make a strawberry–lemon pie
The candy man?

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