Gazzy is all mahstah talkz about, it's always, "My Little Gaz," this, and, "Dibsister," that. It getz irritating sometimez, but I lovez to hear nice wordz about Gazzy... and rubber piggys too...
I alwayz lookz out the window when mah mahstah goes to Skool. I pretendz to say, "Bye-bye," but really I is waitingz for the violet haired flower.
Gazzy is mah world, and I lovez her good; sometimez I wish she loveded me too...
As mah mahstah left the base, she came. Well, her big-headed brother camez first, then she camez.
I gotz tired of watching her, so I throwz the door open and ran to her.
"I lovez you, Gazzy! I lovez you good!"
I started spilling everything I loved aboutz her, from her violet hair, to her squinty eyez.
She waz quiet for a real long time, her pretty eyez were wide open.
I threw mah silvah arms 'round her waist and looked up at her.
"You lovez me too? Don't ya Gazzy?"
I waz prepared for limb removal, when all I got waz a soft pat on the head.
"Yeah," she said, "Yeah I do."
Mah mahstah waz angry, so waz her brother, but I didn't care. I reacheded up and grabbed her face in mah hands, then I kissed her.
I had done this before, I couldn't help it, she smellz like pizza. Which remindz me, her brother smellz like puppiez.
When I letz her up again, her face was a little red.
I buried mahself in her black dress again.
"I lovez you Gazzy!"
Mah world waz bright; it becamez even brighter when Gazzy picked me up and whispahed,
"Gitchee Gitchee Goo you too."