10 tiny toes cascading down the couch Each wiggling with in anticipation Her tiny hands displaying the most innocent form of greed I hear her count 1, 2, 3, come look for me! I take heed and begin the search for my tiny niece Like a lion I stalk the couch With each slap of my paw I roar as I grow closer 10 tiny toes cascading down the couch Each wiggling dangling above auntie lions mouth I count 1, 2, 3, these toes must be for me! I devour the imaginative fun as laughter echoed about the room You’ve got me she declares I wrap her up in my arms like a lion cub And whisper my baby niece you will always be and whenever you need me it’s as easy as 1, 2, 3!