stopquit hitting me momma, it hurts momma, imma justa little baby girla momma. whyn mustu b hittin mee therenthere'n'evearywheres on the wall as i scrawl across the countedtops open splitmilkn cooking potapans hewing that spatula like dracula on the Tvee momma. did dadde do dat dis dime dtopped dshort, hmm? [her head is tilted in confusion] lookie this hare i pooled from may ground naggin ontop anddont u b callin mea bayB IB heytin it andn yous aknowit there. look. look look look lookooklokloklookooklkoo-kooklok the spyder upa shoot land down kayme thy rayne 2 wosh me spidy lout. like u i am bein trying to behave like imma supposited to blee tuld todo tfings i n t h e ke,etchin sketchin playces downastairs tumble tumble whee momma! ha heehee hah! [she is giggling] eye can c u! can u c E? ha hughhee hah!, chasychasy chasy and touche toucha ifa ifa u u can cannie u try2? wherere all my firends momms? nommy mommy pretty itty girls. all tem bug weirds at duh skool in my here and out abother cousin i dont listen. and pleaease take this thing back momma, its waying down my neck. i dont want it want it want it. this goldolden "t", taykit a way.