Little Flo's Letter

A sweet little baby brother 

has come to live with Flo 

She wanted him brought to the table 

So he could eat and grow 

You must wait for a while, said grandma 

In answer to her plea 

For a dear little thing that has no teeth 

Can't eat like you and me 

Why hasn't he got teeth grandma?

Asked Flo in great surprise 

Oh my, but isn't it funny 

No teeth but nose and eyes 

That afternoon to a corner 

With paper, pen and ink 

Went Flo saying 

Don't talk to me 

Or you'll disturb my think 

I'm writing a letter grandma 

And it's got to go tonight 

And because it's very important 

I want to get it right 

At last, the letter was finished, a beautiful sight to see 

Directed up to Heaven, then Flo read it to me:

Dear God, 

The baby you sent us is very nice and sweet, 

but because you forgot his toofies 

the poor little thing can't eat. 

That's why I'm writing this letter, 

on purpose to let you know, 

please come and finish our baby 

That's all, from little Flo