( Anon )
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 awhile," said grandma
In answer to her plea
"For a 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 wonderful thing to see
Directed to God in heaven
"Please read it over to me."
Asked little Flo to her grandma
"To see if it's right you know."
And here is the letter written to God, by little Flo
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.