Big Tootsy enters.
Big T. Here, Mr. Wishing Man. I'm here. Me and my little dolly.
Wishing Man. Well, little Tootsy, how do you like being a great, big Tootsy?
Big T. I don't like it very well. My clothes don't seem to fit, and I know I look awfully funny. (To audience.) Don't I? Everybody laughs at me and it always makes me cry. (Cries.)
Wishing Man. And where is little Snookie Ookums?
Big Snookums enters.
Big S. Here I am, Mr. Wishing Man. Here's 'ittie Snookie Ookums.
Wishing Man. You look like a 'ittie baby elephant, Snookie Ookums. Well, are you children satisfied with your wish?
The Three. Not very much. We wish we were little again.
Big S. (crying). I tried to ride my little horsie and I bweaked him all to pieces.