We’re going to hunt focaccia

We’re going to buy a big one,
Such a beautiful day
We’re not scared.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Uh oh, a mountain
A massive craggy mountain

 

 

 

 
We can’t go over it, we can’t go under it
Oh no, we’ll have to go through it.

 

Uh oh, a loggia
A medieval loggia

 

 

 

We can’t go over it, we can’t go under it
Oh no, we’ll have to go through it.

 

 

 

 

 

Uh oh, some workmen
Some hot Italian workmen

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We can’t go over them, we can’t go under them
Oh no, we’ll have to go through them. Grazi.

 

 

 

Uh oh, an alley,
A Fifteenth century alley

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We can’t go over it, we can’t go under it
Oh no, we’ll have to go down it.

 

 

 

 

 

Uh oh, steps
Many many steps

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We can’t go over them, we can’t go under them,
Oh no, we’ll have to go up them

 

 

 

 

 

 

Uh oh, shops
Winding rows of shops.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But wait…
Round shiny olives,
Creamy mozzarella,
Juicy red tomatoes
It’s a focaccia!
Nom, nom

 

We’re going to hunt gelato…