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In a town full of cheer, where the sun was bright and the sky was clear, a group of kids gathered near, ready for fun, ready to steer.
Pretend to steer a ship.
Sophie the swift and Benny the brave, along with Timmy who loved to wave. They met at the spot where dreams are made, under the big oak tree in the glade.
Pretend to wave at friends.
They climbed up high, like birds on the fly. Timmy with a grin, Sophie with a spin. Benny with a leap, oh what a feat!
Pretend to climb up a ladder.
Whoosh, whoosh! Down they go, like slides of snow. Smiles and laughter, faster and faster, feeling they fly, touching the sky!
Pretend you're sliding down a big slide.
They spotted a swing, oh what a thing! Sophie soared high, reaching the sky. Benny kicked his feet, a rhythmic beat. Timmy joined in, with a laugh, a win!
Pretend you are swinging on a swing.
The merry-go-round, spinning around. Faster they twirled, in a colorful world. Sophie shouted, ‘Hooray!’ Benny yelled, ‘Away!’ Timmy cried, ‘We play today!’
Pretend you are twirling around in circles.
They found a treasure, oh what a measure! Hidden under the sand, by their own hand. A chest, simply the best, filled with toys, oh how they rejoiced!
Pretend you are digging in the sand to find treasure.
Snack time came, a refreshing game. Apples to munch, a crunchy bunch. Juice to sip, a juicy trip. Sophie said, ‘Yum!’ Benny smiled, ‘Num!’ Timmy grinned, ‘Fun!’
Pretend you are munching on an apple and sipping juice.
The shadows grew long, kids still strong. But soon they'd go home, no more to roam. With goodbyes they’d part, warmth in their heart, memories they'd take, till the next break.
Pretend to wave goodbye to your friends.
Sophie, Benny, Timmy too, they knew what to do. Homeward they went, energy spent. But dreams of the day, in their hearts would stay, till the very next play.
Pretend you are walking home after a long, fun day.
Back in their beds, with sleepy heads. They whispered, ‘Good night,’ under the moonlight. Tomorrow they'd meet, for another repeat, in the land of fun, under the sun!
Pretend to tuck yourself into bed and say ‘Good night.’
And so they dreamed, it surely seemed, of slides that gleamed, and swings that beamed. The playground so grand, fun never planned, adventures await, for friends so great!
Pretend you are dreaming happy dreams about playing in the playground.
