The Picnic

When I was just a little girl My mom would say to me Let's have a picnic Where we can all run free We'll take the road That goes through town That leads to Bryer Woods With all our picnic baskets Then we will eat the goods There was a little meadow In a clearing we did see A little deer and little bear Were romping throu the trees We tried to take a picture But they were gone to quick We took another picture With the camera we did click A picnic is so much fun I hope that you agree when you go on a picnic Take a picture of what you see