Dancing

Tapping your feet
To the music beat
Get out of bed
And bobble your head
Do a back flip
DANCE, DANCE, DANCE,
Until you rip your pants!

Witch

She's got hair in her nose,
and crust between her toes.
She's mean and rough,
she has a poodle named Puff.
No one likes her because she's insane,
they use her name in vain.
Her spells always go wrong,
they are like a phone that goes ding dong.

The mirror broke because it saw her.
As we stir,
we take a piece of her fur,
and put it in our soup,
to give to her while she does her morning poop.
She says Scatt!! and hits us with a bat.
The next day,
when we want to have fun and play,
we go to see you know who,
we say Is it true, is it true?
The witch is behind the bed,
and guess what?

She's dead!

Portugal Sun

Heat, Sun, Sweat, Dry

Heat, Sun, Sweat, Dry

Heatness through you and me,

Heatness melts ice cream on a cone,

Drys up the driest plant,

The Sun is mocking me,

The shade is hotter than the house,

Heat,

Sun,

Sweat,

Dry,

Summer....

This is the seed

A place that is all yours.
Make it grow and flourish into a beautiful garden where you can nourish yourselves, and grow tall and strong.
E sobretudo: Divirtam-se!

Com amor,

Big Mama