I say: I like to hop!(hops)
Friend: I like to skip!(skips)
I say: But sometimes when i hop i trip!(trips)
Friend: And sometimes when i skip i slip!!(slips)
Together: And sometimes then our clothes might rip!(rips a sheet of clenix!)
I say: And when they rip my mom gets mad!
Friend: And when they rip so does my dad!
I say: My mom says walk instead of run!
Friend: And my dad does too! But thats no FUN!
Together: If you just walk to where you go instead of fun you go to slow!!
I say: But if you skip!
Friend: or if you hop
Together: sometimes its just really hard to STOOOOPPPP!(makes some motions)
I say: but sometimes it is nice to sit.
Friend: then lets sit down a little bit.
I say: what shall we do?
Friend: now let me see.
Together: You'll read to me, I'll read to you.(shake hands) whee
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I say: Oh my, i spy a great big cat!
Friend: A great big cat i dont like that!
I say: Run mice, Run!
Friend: Stay cat, Stay!
Together: Oh good the mouse have got away!
Friend: Now pussycat, that isn't nice, you shouldn't scare the little mice!
I say: We know you want them for you're food but eating mice is really rude!
Friend: It's not a proper thing to do! why what if someone gobbled you?
I say: Think how sad you're friends would feel, if you were eaten for a meal!
Friend: We'll give you cream you're very own, if you will leave the mice alone.
I say: And when you're done and full and fat, we'll find a book about a cat.
Friend: A cat like you with fluffy fur, who laps up cream and loves to purr,
I say: And lives inside a little house, who never ever dines on a mouse!
Together: We both will read the book to you(the mice can sit and listen too!)
Friend: A great big cat i dont like that!
I say: Run mice, Run!
Friend: Stay cat, Stay!
Together: Oh good the mouse have got away!
Friend: Now pussycat, that isn't nice, you shouldn't scare the little mice!
I say: We know you want them for you're food but eating mice is really rude!
Friend: It's not a proper thing to do! why what if someone gobbled you?
I say: Think how sad you're friends would feel, if you were eaten for a meal!
Friend: We'll give you cream you're very own, if you will leave the mice alone.
I say: And when you're done and full and fat, we'll find a book about a cat.
Friend: A cat like you with fluffy fur, who laps up cream and loves to purr,
I say: And lives inside a little house, who never ever dines on a mouse!
Together: We both will read the book to you(the mice can sit and listen too!)
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