When the leaves are on the ground,
(point to ground)
Instead of on the trees
(hold hands over head)
I like to make a pile of them
Way up to my knees
(clasp knees)
I like to run and jump in them
(jump once)
And kick them all around
(kick with foot)
I like the prickly feel of them
And the crickly, crackly sound.
(snap fingers)
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