UTTER MOZZSENSE
THE PEARLS 
A FORK 
IN SEARCH UTTER MOZZSENSE
Mozz, the great rhyme and rhythm wizard, has been busy packing all of his wisdumb, all of his nutty knowledge, and all of his glorious goofiness into one big box––a box to be carried under your arm as you wander whistling down the highways and byways of life. And here it is, full to overflowing with a whole set of Mozz’s supreme silliness: THE PEARLS OF WISDUMB, A FORK IN THE ROAD, and IN SEARCH OF THE HOLEY WHALE. Together they form their own little library, a storehouse of wonderment, wackiness, and oddball entertainment––an amazing Mozz-in-the-Box of surprises.
For every child from five to five-thousand years young.
"Weird and charming . . . Mozz is a modern-day Dr Seuss or Shel Silverstein, creating worlds that are often nonsensical but always whimsical." — Westword
"Silly and highly original." — School Library Journal
THE PEARLS OF WISDUMB
Winner of the EVVY Award for Humor
Mozz is absolutely magical, a rhyme and rhythm wizard, undoubtedly the goofiest goofy guru this side of the silly sun.
Open this amazing oyster of a book and enter an enthralling world of wonderment, wackiness and wisdumb.
For every child from five to five-thousand years young.
"Silly and highly original." — School Library Journal
"Will captivate poetry loves of all ages... Youngsters will love the simple, humorous stanzas and illustrations; parents will marvel at the book’s literary references and double entendres." — The Daily Camera
A MESSAGE FROM MOZZ
I'm a tiger tuner,
I'm a wolf whistler,
I'm a porcupine juggler.
I'm a shark shooter,
I'm a snake swallower,
I'm a tarantula trainer.
I'm a scorpion stroker,
I'm an alligator waiter.
I'm a piranha charmer,
I'm a swordfish fencer,
And . . .
I was wondering if
you were going to be free,
would you like to read this book with me?
O let's go where no one's been before, far down the road to Nowhere, through the jungles of the Jungle Gym (watch out for the giant slimy slugs and chewing gum mud) to a world of elephant birds, and singing sofas, supersonic fried eggs and turtles on towering legs. Meet Boomerang Bill and Boomerang Betty, Little Blue Riding Hood and the Big Good Wolf; drop in at the Creepy Crawly Shop of Shocks (perhaps even buy a frog-flavored lollipop and some Dracula Pop); cruise the seven seas with a toothless pirate crew, and swoop across the heavens on a stolen witch's broom. O let's learn from the Pearls about homework-helping pets and what NOT to do when you catch a dragon in your net. Let's learn from the Pearls why dinosaurs should be kept on a leash and why sometimes tooth fairies can take the wrong teeth.
O let's go, thirsty for knowledge, to the Well of Life at the other side of the whacky world, where we can sip great wisdumb through a straw and be smart forevermore.
A FORK IN THE ROAD
& Knapsack Nibbles and Scribbles of MOZZ
Winner of the USA Book News
"Best Books 2010" Award for Humor
Mozz is at it again—inviting you to travel down another long and wonderfully wacky road to share more adventures of a lifetime. So open up this book of picnic poems and nibble on some nonsense—feast on the fantastic, the odd, and the utterly amazing—and as you skip along, far from home, let the big bright sun of goofiness guide your way.
For every child from five to five thousand years young.
"Weird and charming . . . Mozz is a modern-day Dr Seuss or Shel Silverstein, creating worlds that are often nonsensical but always whimsical." — Westword
A MESSAGE FROM MOZZ
Come on Mozzmates, don’t be like the ten-toed tribe and dither around! Let’s take the fork in the road and head off on another adventurous journey down Wacky Way. So put on your teapot hats and let’s follow the troll and dragon tracks through a land where firebirds sing and all the clocks have wings.
Let me introduce you to my father as he dances a Tibetan jig in his peacock-feathered wig, and my mother who juggles cheese and reads bedtime recipes. Let’s go and meet Really Rude Rebecca Rose (with her toe stuck up her nose!), watch Splatterhead Stan paint one of his fantastic portraits as he stands in front of a fan, and have our eyes opened extra-wide as Billy Butterfly––who’s oh so cool––flies overhead on his way to school. Let’s take the dogfrog for a walk, catch shooting stars in our nets, and have barrels of fun as we climb up my sky-high ladder to sunbathe on the sun.
Yes, let’s take that fork in the road and tuck in to what lies ahead. Let’s dance the Curly Spring and the Silly Thing, and as we whistle the wild wind’s song, let’s skip along, all the way down that long, long road with only the lightness of laugher as our load.
Oh come on, Mozzmates, come on!
IN SEARCH OF THE HOLEY WHALE
Gold Prize Winner of the Moonbeam
Children’s Book Award for Poetry
Mozz is brimming with wisdumb, and here, in the final installment of his wonderfully wacky Silly Billy Trilogy, the mysteries of utter mozzsense are, at last, revealed. So come on an amazing adventure in search of the ultimate nutty knowledge, the grail of the greatest goofiness, and have your eyes opened saucer-wide by what you will find within this treasure chest of a book.
"A reading experience in which everything is looked at in a new, fresh way." — School Library Journal
"Puts an entirely new spin on the art of poetry." — Northwest Indiana Times
A MESSAGE FROM MOZZ
Hey, Mozzmates, put on your hermit crab hats and disappear with me into a world where all the secrets of life will soon be uncovered. Come on an amazing adventure in search of the Holey Whale––that fabulous creature who knows the answers to all the riddles, puzzles, and questions of time. Why is a carpet the ideal pet? Why are aliens always green? Why do Italians eat noodles instead of poodles? How come Humpty Dumpty’s mother won’t lay another egg?
Let's journey through the laughing sands of the Sa-ha-ha-hara, through the day where it's raining real cats and dogs, visit Madame Super Snout the Fortune Smeller, and play donut pitching in the park. Let me introduce you to Willy Forty Winks, Mr. Tomorrow, Captain Book, and the man who tried to fly around the world in a paper plane. We can tadpole-vault across the pond, ride a modern witch’s vacuum cleaner, and be entertained by my never-washed socks as they tiptoe across a tightrope under the circus big top.
Yes, come on, Mozzmates, let’s sail the Sea of Where and Why in search of the mighty Holey Whale. Let’s seek the wackiness of wisdumb and the nuttiest of knowledge, and in a lightning flash and a whaley splash somewhere along the way, undoubtedly you’ll understand the enlightening essence of utter mozzsense and the very meaning of life itself.
