A school wrote me from Naugatuck, Connecticut.

I sent them this poem.
Don鈥檛 get stuck
In Naugatuck,
Cause if you do
You out of luck!
Your life is through,
They鈥檒l jump on you
And stomp your head
Till it looks like goo!
You鈥檒l end up dead.
That鈥檚 what they said,
Those people in Waterbury.
Unless you are one of the lucky ones,
Who escapes the Naugatuckians.
漏 Bob Munsch Ent. Ltd. - 2004