I am one-year old, the youngest of the Little Rascals.
Baby number five. Watch and see me dive.
I can read the newspaper side ways.
Or drive wildly around town in my Super Mini Cooper.
I can be my Mom’s coffee holder.
Or bully big Pio to stroll me around the field.
I can make Lolo Tony do whatever I wish.
Do you think I’m spoiled? Nah!
Just a little bit cheeky.
My name is Anton.