My patient, Mr. Hugh loves "Brat Dolls"?

I was taking care of Mr. Hugh last night and while he slept, I went to stroll his very vast green acres and acres of land. I came back tired and slipped in his room for a bit. I found him singing a song. It went like this " ohhhh brat dolly wolley gimme kissy on me nosey...yer lips are pookie and hair so sleek..I bought ya some wine and crackers ya see..nibble nibble nibble the wee cracker fer meeee. kiss me on me nosey ya see...mmmmmkiss mmmmmkisss MEEEEE!" ok, and then I saw him playing with lots of brat dolls and combing their hair...he looked at me and said "OOH, my very own live brat doll Laura come here and give me a hug" and he started chasing me around the room...what should i do. I don't want to report him cos he gets blue and also, I LOVE working in that mansion..