Updated: Jan 9, 2021
To my dearest Doctor Tenney
You see, good doctor My dear mother’s frustration stems from my missing choppers Failure to stop the rats’ devastation
The creatures feed on fruit On the orbs of red and green But I’m helpless to the root For I’m not feared, only seen
So pay the price you must To recompense for the garden Please find some feline tusks And my rudeness please do pardon
I’d like them to be sharp And make me look quite stealthy I won’t continue to harp But remember mom’s not wealthy
So when you find the fangs Just give my mom a ring She’ll get me there with a bang And once more to the rats I’ll sing!
– Gail M (Client since 1983)