Tia was using a fox puppet to entertain baby:
(a mid-high, thin, creaky male voice) “I’m here today because I have a confession. I’m a rabbitoholic. I eat rabbits. But I don’t eat babies, I promise. I kiss them.”
I was singing some nonsense to no one and it made Tia laugh, so she told me to write it down:
How much water can a fat man drink
Before he breaks the kitchen sink?
How many hippos can a thin man eat
Before it starts to be a treat?