小屁孩树屋历险记 · 09 The 117-Storey Treehouse
CHAPTER 9 THE SPLAT IN THE HAT We fly And we fly And we fly And we fly.
We fly fast. We fly slow.
We fly high. We fly low.
We go and we go And we go and we go. We see a beautiful beach below. The sand is blue, The sea is green. It's the most interesting beach We've ever seen.
We land the dot Beneath a tree Where we find a rug With food for three And a sign that says, This picnic's free! We sit on the rug And start to eat— But then a big fat SPLAT
Makes us jump to our feet! "Oh no!" I say. "It's the Splat in the Hat! The free picnic for three was just a trap!" "Ha-ha," it cries. "You're right about that! Now prepare yourselves For a SPLAT ATTACK!"
