I used to have a bunch of Little Golden Books when I was a kid. I don't have them any more, but I came across this one recently and it was delightful. The illustrations are bright and colourful, but what I like best is the absolute delight the book takes in chomping down on the gingerbread man. There he is, baked into sentience, running away from a whole host of people and animals who want to eat him, and he's outwitted by a fox (who looks both stoned and demented) and gobbled up anyway. And no-one feels bad because gingerbread men are made to be eaten, so there.

Which is kind of mean, under the circumstances, but also kind of hilarious. That's what you get for running away, biscuit: a near drowning and certain death.