They don't know you like I do.
I see you, I get you.
Don't be frightened by me,
I won't hurt you.

I know you wanted to.
You like the color red,
you told me yourself,
said it's your favorite.

Don't feel bad about kitty.
She's off somewhere, we'll tell mama.
She ran out, we'll say.
The backyard is a good spot to put kitty.
Mama doesn't have to know about kitty.

He just didn't get it.
You really didn't want him touching Dolly.
We tried to ask him nicely, like doctor said to,
but in the end, we had to make him give her back.
He just wouldn't listen.
Apparently he likes red too.