For the Song

"Will it start ... some day?", uncle Fred sighed, wiping his forehead with a cloth. All the family sat in the room, anticipating the things to come.

The pretty assistant entered and served beverages. Fred eyed her ... figure, licking his lips.
"Doctor Reader will be with you ASAP." She smiled and disappeared, Fred's look on her butt.

A minute later the big oaken door swung open and the notary appeared.
He nodded and opened the envelope.

"I will not accept this!", shouted aunt Ethel, "I will sue!"

And at home, in a cage, the sole heir started to sing.