Doesn't she get enough attention?
No, how can that even be mentioned.
But as an only child, she might
End up spoiled, a frightful sight
Of course she won't, she's not like that
She could never be anything like a brat
You say that now, but mark my words
One day you'll regret she was undeterred
Undeterred, she never has a chance
Come and see our parenting dance
I'm OK thanks, I know I'm right
No problem, see you later, good night.
This took the last line of last gaga 55 as it's starting point; I'm enjoying turning the original poems on their head in some way or another. I think this might be my favourite real toads prompt ever.