Fuzzy Lulu’s Counting Flowers
(Intro)
Get ready to count, count, count! Fuzzy Lulu’s in her magical garden, and she needs your help to count all the wonderful things she sees! Are you ready? Let’s go!
(Verse 1: Counting Flowers 1-10, with Addon Lines)
One little flower, waking in the sun,
Fuzzy Lulu smiles and says, “The day’s begun!”
Two little flowers, having so much fun!
They sway and giggle, dancing one by one.
Three little flowers, swaying in the breeze,
Butterflies flutter by, as gentle as you please.
Four little flowers, dancing with the bees.
Buzzing all around, they do just as they please!
Five little flowers, reaching for the sky,
Fuzzy Lulu waves as clouds go drifting by.
Six little flowers, butterflies fly by!
Wings of every color, painting the blue sky.
Seven little flowers, colors bright and new,
Ladybugs join in, with spots of red and blue.
Eight little flowers, sparkling with dew.
Morning sunbeams twinkle, making dreams come true.
Nine little flowers, smiling just for you,
Fuzzy Lulu counts them, “Let’s count together too!”
Ten little flowers—what a lovely view!
All the garden friends clap and cheer for you!
(Chorus)
Count with Lulu, count along,
Numbers make us smart and strong!
In the garden, one to ten,
Let’s count together, then count again!
(Verse 2: Counting Garden Items 11-20, with Addon Lines)
Eleven shiny pebbles, twinkling in a row,
Fuzzy Lulu lines them up, watch them sparkle and glow!
Twelve buzzing bees, busy as they go.
They zip from flower to flower, putting on a show.
Thirteen green leaves, flutter in the air,
They twirl and spin and float everywhere.
Fourteen red apples, growing everywhere!
Fuzzy Lulu picks one, and shares it with a bear.
Fifteen soft feathers, floating to the ground,
They tickle little noses as they drift around.
Sixteen round pumpkins, orange and round.
Fuzzy Lulu rolls them, making a funny sound!
Seventeen bluebirds, singing in the tree,
Their sweet little songs fill the air with glee.
Eighteen ladybugs, happy as can be!
They crawl on leaves and wave to you and me.
Nineteen garden snails, sliding in a line,
They leave shiny trails that shimmer and shine.
Twenty garden friends—count them all, that’s fine!
Fuzzy Lulu hugs them, “I’m so glad you’re mine!”
(Chorus)
Count with Lulu, count along,
Numbers make us smart and strong!
In the garden, one to twenty,
Counting friends and flowers plenty!
