Antony's Bllues:

Even after thinking about it all night, Wilson had still been unable to write a 12-bar blues for Antony, so he woke up this morning, feeling kind of sad. He hugged Antony for a little while, then his face suddenly lit up. Grabbing Antony and his guitar, he ran into the living room, where after a couple of false starts he began to sing:

Well, I woke up this morning
   Feeling kind of sad;
Gave Antony a hug
   Then things weren't quite as bad;
He's the best toy anteater
  That I have ever had.
  Oh yeah!

When he finished singing, little Antony positively glowed with pleasure; I think his cheeks even turned a tiny bit pink. 

We probably shouldn't mention any of this to sTony. 

Or to the Easter Island heads in the garden.