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Fryingpan is a poem by Michael Rosen from the book, Who Drew on the Baby’s Head?

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Fryingpan - Kids' Poems and Stories With Michael Rosen

Fryingpan - Kids' Poems and Stories With Michael Rosen

DISCLAIMER: This is a transcript for a video of Michael performing the poem/book, not a transcript from the actual poem/book itself.

Fryingpan.

Mum said she's not going on another camping holiday, until we get, a proper fryingpan. She says, "I'm not going camping, ever again, with a fryingpan, without a handle. Whoever heard of cooking with a fryingpan, without a handle? If you did more of the cooking, you wouldn't want to cook with a frying pan, without a handle. Everyone else who goes camping, goes with a proper frying pan. But when we go camping, we go, with a fryingpan, without a handle. Hmm? That's typical of your father. He gets a new car, he gets a new tent, he gets a new raincoat, but I'm cooking, with a fryingpan, without a handle. I've sat there for hours and hours, trying to fry onions, trying to fry liver, trying to fry bacon and eggs, and I'm trying to do it all, with a fryingpan, without a handle. There are good fryingpans these days. Nice ones. I've seen them. People go camping with them. Not rich people, people like us. They sit there, every night with their nice fryingpans, having a nice time. But what have we got? Hmm? A fryingpan without a handle."

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