"Zip-a-dee do
da," sang Midge as she skipped along the sidewalk on her way to
Booker-T's house. Booker-T met her at his front yard gate.
"What
are you singing?" asked Booker-T.
"Zip-a-dee
do da," sang Midge. "Zip-a-dee-ay. My, it's a wonderful
day."
"It is
a wonderful day out today," smiled Booker-T. "Where did
you hear that song?"
"My
owner was watching a movie last night and it was in it," said
Midge. "The man was singing it to some little kids and
animals."
"What
are we doing today?" asked Booker-T.