I Wonder How 'Twould Make You Feel, My Fellow Food Providers, To Have As Guests At Ev'Ry Meal Three - Count 'Em, Three - Outsiders. Well, That's The Case With Me, But Still I Don't Complain Or Holler, For, Strange To Say, The Groc'Ry Bill Has Not Gone Up A Dollar. These Guests Of Ours, To Make It Brief, Can't Really Chew Or Swallow; They're Merely Dolls, Called Indian Chief, And Funny Man, And Rollo.