and now back to our story…
“Here you are, you overeating rodent!” yelled Greg as he gave her the plants and celery, “Now where’s the elevator? We’re in a rush!”
A weird thing happened to Cocoa when she started to eat the plants. She began to turn different colors and jump around in her cage, and then she started reciting a poem that went a bit like this:
Elevator, elevator,
Take me so high,
Save these poor students,
They don’t want to die!
They’ve changed my old cage,
They’ve fed me so well,
I’ve gotten so fat,
They’re really quite swell!
But I know too much math,
Is what they’ll all do,
Once they’re all stuck,
Inside of you.
The elevator of math,
It wont be quite cool,
But it’s better than being
Crushed by a school!
It’s not in my cage,
And it’s not in a house,
It’s not in the north,
And it’s not in the south,
The elevator’s right here,
Inside of my mouth!
When Cocoa was done with her poem she opened her little mouth as wide as she could. There were horrible sounds coming from between her teeth. Wind was blowing out of her throat and Cocoa sounded as if she was screaming loudly…
“She sure has a lot of teeth that I never saw before,” said Justin.
As a matter of fact, Cocoa had the sum of:
very, very sharp teeth in her little mouth.
How many “very, very sharp” teeth did Cocoa have?
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