Max’s Mom said “Max, it’s dinner time; wash your hands and come to the table.”
And Max washed his hands and face and came to the table. He asked his Mom what was for dinner and she said “Brain and Tongue Pudding. Sit down.”
But Max did not want Brain and Tongue Pudding, and threw himself upon the floor in a fit. His Mom said “Maximillian, get up this instant and sit at the table.”
“No!” Shouted Max.
So his Mom said “up to your room you go. No dinner for you.” Max quit his writhing and went up to his room and sat on his bed. Brain and Tongue Pudding? he thought to himself. How can grown-ups even think up such monstrous things?
“And the wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws.”
Mrs. Beeton’s Everyday Cookery