Catch Hold Of Mr. Brown Can Moo! Can You? Produced By Dr. Seuss Provided As Digital Version

book follows Mr. Brown as he makes noises,

It is annoying for kiddos
And adult readers too
I do not need a book
To tell me to moo,

This is a book I will not be getting for my children in the future, lest I get headaches, Oh, the wonderful things Mr, Brown can do!

In this "Book of Wonderful Noises," Mr, Brown struts his stuff, as he imitates everything from popping corks to horse feet "pop pop pop pop" and "klopp klopp klopp," respectively while inviting everyone to join him in the fun.


Young readers who are still learning their sounds and letters will get a wacky workout as they follow along with the very seriouslooking, squintyeyed Mr.
Brown. Whether it's eggs frying in a pan or a hippo chewing gum, the skillful Mr, Brown just keeps topping himself, with a "sizzle sizzle" or a "grum grum grum, " "Mr. Brown is so smart he can even do this: he can even make a noise like a goldfish kiss!, . . pip!"

As usual, the words and pictures of Dr, Seuss make reading and making all sorts of funny noises impossible to resist, Mr. Brown Can Moo! Can You will stay fresh through many a giggling reading, Fun Seuss board book. Kids enjoy making sounds like Mr, Brown.

Moo Moo
Dibble dibble dop
Clop Clop
Buzz Buzz
Whisper whisper etc, Not his best. Probably good for theand under crowd, Life on the Farm
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Yep, this is another kids book that I have read, but it also belongs to the collection of Dr Seuss books, which pretty much sets it apart from many of the other kids books out there.
Okay, I havent actually read much beyond what I would have read as a child, namely because in my mind it is pretty much impossible to outshine the works of Theo LeSeig.


Well, Mr Brown is a farmer, and the book basically has him go through the various sounds that animals make, Mind you, this is from an English point of view, which means that all of the sounds are the sounds that the animals make if they happened to speak English.
The reason I say that is because when you go to other languages you suddenly discover that the sounds that animals make are different, Sure, the sounds dont change, but the interpretation of the sounds do,

Mind you, I remember sitting in German class back in university, and our teacher telling us that in German roosters say Cockadeedildee and I thought that this was stupid.
Here I am, a university student and the last thing I wanted to know was how roosters crow in German, Yet, looking back on it I realise how much of a, well, jerk I was because, well, it showed me that language extends beyond words to actually sounds that animals make.
Mind you, while Im not going to jump up and start writing a treatise on the different interpretation of animal noises across the various languages, I still find it quite facsinating.
This book leaves me cold and traumatized, It is sickening and chock full of indoctrinating messages to the most susceptible of readers, Adults, please do not read my review to your children,

Now, rather than review the book properly, I will suffer and read the book again and post my reactions to each page, By the end of this, you will understand, Oh god you will understand,

We start. Mr. Brown is odd. Not just in a quirky, "makes noises" way, but on a subconscious level, His necktie has three ends, He has his eyes closed to the world around him, refusing it in its entirety,

He moos as he walks in a twisted fashion, Is the moo musical The cow, unlike Brown, is wideeyed, Shock Fear The cow's tail swishes, but verticallyunlike normal cows, Hipbones are wide and prominent, Mr. Brown hides behind a bush,

"How about you" The first occurrence of the question, The first invitation. Why are you in the bushes, Mr, Brown What does this cow know that it should fear you, prepare to run, and put its tail in an unlikely direction

"How about you" No, I am not involved in this situation.
Please do not draw me into this thing, unknown narrator,

There are glovewearing bees, The picture implies one saying to the other, "Get a load of this clown, " Again, Brown is in a bush, Eyes closed, he hides. He buzzes but does not see the bees, The bees know something about Mr, Brown.

Now Mr. Brown talks to the inanimate, Pop pop. But who put the bottle into the air Did Mr, Brown His eyes are again closed, There is someone off screen, There must be. Is it the narrator

The tricornered necktie takes the shape of the angelic, Mr. Brown is forced to use his thumb to pop, So moments ago, there was a thumb in his mouth and Mr, Brown is opening a bottle, Are you trying to get me drunk, Mr, Brown

Now, closeeyed, he stands on a horse, He makes noises of horse feet, But this is like no horse I have ever seen, Mr, Brown. OPEN YOUR EYES. Horse. Hoooorse. Hores. Whores. The horse is on yellow ground, The only yellow ground I know of is desert, There are no bushes. This is a desert of nothingness, This horse has no mane, He is going through the desert on a "horse" with no mane, It felt good to get out of the rain, The rain comes later, and it makes me worried,

For now, Brown eek eeks like a squeaky shoe, A rooster crows. Mr. Brown crows, his eyes still shut securely, He is not aware of his own actions, Or he doesn't want to be, Why

Now, owl, A summary of noises follows: Eek eek cock hoo, Those are the first words of each line, Sexual No. Can't be. He means the animal cock, But then a question, offset on the page from the noises, How about you

How about me what exactly Brown stands on the page with legs wide, pelvis out, No, Mr. Brown. I don't want your cock a doodle do, Why What

The rain comes now, sounding like no rain I've heard, Dibble dibble The strange threepointed necktie is sapped of its strength, There is a massive hat, It is shaped like a penis, No, is it I must be imagining, Is the rain hitting the phallic symbol or coming from it Brown's eyes are still closed, I am shaking.

A oneeyed purple train comes chugging down the track, Mr. Brown assumes a squat. And now a list of sounds again, Become indoctrinated, dear reader. Moo, buzz, pop, eek, hoo, klopp, dibble, dopp, cock, Mr. Brown makes sounds with pleasure,

Mr. Brown can do it, how about you STOP IT, STOP IT MR. BROWN

Mr. Brown talks about whispers. Secrets. Don't tell.

I HATE YOU MR, BROWN

Very soft very high,

SHUT YOUR FUCKING FACE, MR, BROWN!

He squats again, hand to mouth, gesturing with tongue in cheek, Mr. Brown blows an invisible rod, Whisper whisper.

He can go like a horny, Like a big "cat" drinking, Ah, a big wet pussy, WHY NO. I REFUSE. Mr. Brown shows his tongue and flicks it, GO TO HELL, BROWN.

The tick of the clock, Eyes still closed. He doesn't see what he does,

And then a hand on the door, knock knock, It is not Mr. Brown's hand. This is the offscreen person, Knock knock. Tick tock. Time and interruption. Help me. HELP ME PERSON AT THE DOOR,

No. No. They're gone. I only saw the knocker's sleeve, Come back. Please.

Help.

Eggs on a table,

The next page, they are fried, Sizzle sizzle. Eggs suggesting fertilization. Sizzle sizzle. An implied threat by Mr, Brown against my mentioning his horrid actions, He was worried about that stranger, The eggs sweat in the hot pan,

The threat continues: "Mr, brown is smart. As smart as they come, "

I can't escape him, No. No. He has large friends. The hippo, arguably the most dangerous creature on earth, is his friend, Brown has one sedated.

Goldfish kissing. The one page I do not understand, Is it representative of anything or merely a peaceful prelude to, . .

BOOM BOOM BOOM thunder and lightning, Ah, now I know. The lesson drills itself into me, Oh god now I understand, Kiss and shut up and you will live, Otherwise, shock and awe will fall upon you, Boom boom boom. A rabbit and bird run on the page, Tell on Mr. Brown and he'll fuck you up,

Mr. Brown skips and jumps during a summary of the lesson,

"A slurp and a whisper and a fish kiss too, Mr. Brown can do it, how about you"

NO, NO, MR. BROWN! I WILL NOT SLURP OR KISS ON ANYTHING MORE, YOU FUCKING SICKO,

And it ends, The story is well paced with a driving question that propels the narrative forward, Second person is always an interesting choice, In this situation, I think it meshed well with the overall tone of the story rather than being distracting, Personally, I found Mr. Brown to be a bit of a Mary Sue, and I think he would have been more sympathetic as a character if there were more sounds that he could not produce, at least not initially.
Some readers may be dissatisfied with the ambiguous ending, but I think it was more the authors intent that the reader do a bit of soulsearching and answer the question for themselves.
The onomatopoeia and the similes are okay, But the book would be better if children had the starring role,

This book encourages children to be curious about different noises and try to imitate them, Yes, I can fucking moo, Thanks for asking. This is a fun little book literally this edition is a very small board book, about all the noises Mr Brown can make and how wonderful he is at making noises, and encouraging readers to make them too.
The babies/toddlers they're aroundmonths old aren't yet at the stage of making animal noises except for one who can make a dog noise, but they love hearing me make them and I'm sure it'll be only a matter of time before they're joining in.


Some of the onomatopeias are fun to make, like the cork and the horse feet, and others are tricky the sound of lightning which comes after the sound of thunder !! is "a very, very hard" noise to make: "Splatt splatt splatt".
I can't make that sound like lightning, not at all! I wonder how that sounded in Seuss's head when he wrote that

It has no plot, just a series of wacky sounds in a vaguely rhyming text and Dr Seuss' trademark illustrations.
My personal favourite is the sound of rain: "Dibble Dibble, Dibble Dopp. Dibble Dibble. Dibble Dibble. Dopp Dopp Dopp. " It's really very sweet. :
My cousins loved the rhyming,/would read again! Mr. Brown can make sounds like nobody's biz
His mouth is a cacophony of auditory jizz

He can grunt like a hippo or buzz like a bee
Or mimic the pee stream of a humadung Dee

He puckers and blurts out sounds like a psycho
Wheezing more noise than a Cajun doing zydeco

He putters and sputters so much aural effluvia
He's developed a callous on his poor poor uvula

He puckers and blurts out his onomatopoeia
His irate neighbors equate it to sonic diarrhea

Like crazed Mr.
Brown, Dr. Seuss is sans peer
But this Mr. Brown Can Moo! Can You?'s a comedown, for threeyearold ears

It seems like a quickie hacked out for

the quick buck
If Mr.
Brown could mouth it, he would say: suck suck

KevinRKy,

Addendum: Believe it or not, I've gotten shit for this parody, One guy even took exception because his name was Mr, Brown! I am not shitting you! I deleted that psycho's comment, I honestly think my parody is better than the book, but am not recommending it be used in schools either, Anyway, I wrote this for my friends to laugh at at the time, They did, and that was good enough, kr

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