THIRD DAY
Ginger: Is da pony sposed to go dat way?
Phelicity: No, no! I'm tryin to make him come dis way
Ginger: Yeah, dis is how da other wagons turned, see?
Phelicity: Dat's what I tole da pony! Whooaa!
Ginger: I'll run get E.T., he already parked his wagon.
Phelicity: Whoooaaaah!
Da caravan made camp early, an we had baskets of good picnic stuff.
Ginger: Wow, it was a good ride today, an I sure luffed our picnic.
Phelicity: Yeah, an I heard dere's a big cookout tonite an dancin after dark!
Ginger: Goodie! Let's change our dresses an go get E.T..
Phelicity: An find our beads. I wants to be ready fur dancin!
E.T.: NOCK NOCK! C'mon girls, let's go look around.
Ginger: I'm so glad we found da peddler's wagon! He's got da purrtiest beads in der.
Phelicity: Sure does, lookit. I gots onyx an garnet ones. We needs more, let's go back in.
E.T.: I already found me a real gypsy pipe. Mew girls take yer time.
Ginger: I need some purrple ones. We won't be long.
Phelicity: Yeah, we wants to go an dance tonite!
E.T.: (whispurr) I can't belief dem girls furgot about dinner.
Girls: (from inside wagon) We didn't furgot!!
It's a beautipurr nite fur dancing wiff da gypsies!
LAST DAY