three girls say it's hot, hot, hot,
found a spot that's not, not, not;
spread the blanket, flung it high,
lunch under tree and sky.
one will read,
and one will draw,
and one will narrate
each thing she saw.
found a spot that's not, not, not;
spread the blanket, flung it high,
lunch under tree and sky.
one will read,
and one will draw,
and one will narrate
each thing she saw.
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