poetic work

Here is my great mastery-piece =)

Higglty Pigglyty Migglty Queet
desperately needed some good thing to eat.
He had pickled cabbage and pink-yellow cheese.
He had moldy bread rolls that just made him sneeze.
His pantry held ostrich and buffulo snout
that was located next to the green-yellow trout.
His salmon eggs, pig eggs, and hard-boiled moose
were packed in just next to his pot-bellied goose.
And in all his cupboards was tic-taccy bread
stacked up to a piglet's old apple-stuffed head.
His garden grew squashes (the slimy green kind).
His celler held pork that the rats seemed to mind.
He looked in his closet and out fell old candy
(the kind that in Christmas was just great and dandy)
but that Christmas was over ten years ago past
and the flavor of candy just didn't quite last.
His big tummy rumbled - requesting some food -
but worms eggs and crickets were not to his mood
If only some nourishment lay there abouts!
Something both lacking in feelers and snouts ...
His eyes fell on boxes of larva-filled flour
and in that same moment the clock struck lunch hour.
He searched his whole house, from the ceiling to floor
then up and decided to go to the store.

Do you think that I'll be the next great children's book author? Ha! Bet not!