MY CONFESSION

 

MOM said I had to make a confession because
everybody thinks I'm so cute, well, here it is:
"I have one black foot."
See it? My front left foot, all black
Glad we got that business out of the way, whew!


 

MOM: "VinnyGuinea, is that the confession
that explains the band-aid, dear?"
VINNY: "OH, and I bite."
MOM: "Who else was a biter, even though
we never spoke of it openly?"
VINNY: "Raj. He taught me..."
MOM: "OF COURSE he did. So now we
are going to unteach you, O.K. because you
are tiny with a voice that could place you
in the high soprano section of the 
Vienna Boys Choir and yet you remember
to honor your friend Raj by biting, is that
really the way you want to honor him?"
VINNY: "Can I honor him with my black foot, mom?"
MOM: "Yes, and we are sure hoping the rest of you
comes "dropping by" as well, honey, because your
squeal could shatter glass!
"G'nite, mom."
"G'night, ya little squirt, I love you! Sweet dreams, all."

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