Elsie Fallulah Graves as a teeny tiny baby...
Dearest God,
This is Miss Elsie Fallulah Graves speakin'. 'Course you probably already knowed that, what with you bein' God and all. I have been in the hospital for almost a whole week. I have been real sick with a very sore and swoled-up tushy. I'm startin' to feel betters now and I hope I git to go home real soons. I miss my mommy real bads. God, I promise to be a real good girl if you will let me gits out of this place...I promise with all my heart. I'll even be nice to Little Joey Cartwright Graves III if I can just go homes. I won't fuss at him no more, I won't tell him he's gonna be sticked with needles and have his balls cut off, I won't whap him...I won't tell him I shoulda ate him as a snack when he first showed up at the Whiskers & Purrs house...nothin'...(I also won't love on him but at least I won't be means.)
Please let me go home. I am very sad and tired of eatin' my suppers alone.
Amen and Very truly yours,
Miss Elsie Fallulah Graves
