Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

‘And no good can ever come from spoiling a child like that, Charlie, you mark my words.’

Mr and Mrs Bucket and little Charlie Bucket slept in the other room, upon mattresses on the floor.

and they burst into peals of laughter.

beginning to crave rich steaming stews

place where Mr Bucket worked, suddenly went bust

carefully in his two hands. WONKA'S WHIPPLE-SCRUMPTIOUS FUDGEMALLOW DELIGH

carefully in his two hands. WONKA'S WHIPPLE-SCRUMPTIOUS FUDGEMALLOW DELIGH

mechanical arm shot out and made a grab for the gold filling in the back tooth of

Great flabby folds of fat bulged out

"Someone's lit the furnaces!