I wanted to talk to yoo agin abowt those things yoo bring intoo my howse. Yoo nowe whut I meen. Theese things.
|Thees is new.|
|Dis my |
|I is stelthee|
Then put my fut in there like dis,
|Oh no! The bad man claw gets mee!|
|I is |
They bothur me, bad laydee. They squeek like a toy, but yoo say they is not toys. Huh?
Dat's all I's gonna say about dat.
But P.S-- Pleeze get rid of dis one, too.
Hee's big and not afraid of me aneemore. In fact, hee peks my face. Ouch! The horrur!