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Book Review: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, I Know Exactly What You Are by Julia Kregenow

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, I Know Exactly What You Are by Julia Kregenow in a nonfiction picturebookDo you know why stars twinkle? It’s time to find out! The text is written to match the classic melody of “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” by an expert in astrophysics. This book is an introduction to the real science behind the magic of stars. Discover how stars are created, what they’re made of, and even what makes them look like they’re twinkling. 
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, I Know Exactly What You Are is an accurate and factual rhyme to teach readers of all ages the truth and science surrounding stars. I think the rhyme are well done, and interesting. However, I have to admit that as an adult I lost focus partway through the second verse. I love the idea of teaching science in our bedtime reading, but thought that this was a little much. I know there are kids and parents out there that will love this book, and will have as a repeat read. I just found it to go on too long, the details about fusing atoms, atmospheric turbulence, and more was beyond what I would find myself singing.
This is a song length poem inspired by reading too many vampire stories and a bit too many listens to Werewolves of London. I can almost hear the song in my head.

Just Right

He stumbled in, shaky on his feet
looking for another bedtime treat
he scanned the bar for the one
just right for this kind of night

Hair slicked back. he spots his flirt
too tight shirt, just too little skirt
perfect for his twisted intentions
just right for this kind of night

Easily he leads her astray, and outside
soon his plan he could not hide
hiss ill intentions made her shiver
just right for his kind of night

Trapped within his bloody dream
she wondered if she should scream
but she just gave in, surrendered
just right for her kind of night

She stumbles in, shaky on her feet
looking for her next bedtime treat
she scanned the bar for the one
just right for her kind of night

Hair slicked back, she spots her lout
cocky and head sure, striking out
easy prey for one such as she
just right for her kind of night

Just right for her kind of night.