LOT of WHO WOULD WIN Childrens Series Books by Jerry Pallotta

PreS-Gr 1-- An enchanting animal guessing game for preschoolers. Lloyd, a baby llama, asks each of his friends, ``Is your mama a llama?,'' and all respond in turn.

Is Your Mama a Llama? by Deborah Guarino, Steven Kellogg.

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