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I t was morning on Cherry Tree Lane. Admiral
Boom had shot off his morning cannon to give the
day a proper start. 1\lliss Lark, in the biggest house
on the lane, had sent her dog Andrew out for his
morning stroll.
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MARY POPPINS
Nlary Poppins when she stopped to speak to Andrew,
Miss Lark's little dog.
"Yip yap _yap," said Andre,v.
"y;es, of' course, ,,
said Mary, Poppins. "I'll
go straighta,vay. And
thank you very 1nuch."
"Yap," sa1.d Andrew.
Then taking Jane
and Michael by the
hand, Mary Poppins
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started off the way Andrevv had come.
"What did he say?" asked Jane.
"There's been a change of plans," said J\lla:ry
Poppins. "Come along, please. Don't straggle." She
led them at a brisk pace
I•I•II do\-vn narrow� tvvisting
streets, until she stopped
at the door of a small
house.
Rap, rap went the
parrot's-head handle of
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Mary Poppins's un1brella.
Mary's friend Bert opened
the door.
"How is he?" 1\llary
Poppins asked.
Bert shook his head.
"I've never seen him as
bad as this," he said. "And
that's the truth."
Bert opened the door vvide and Mary Poppins,
Jane, and 1\llichael stepped inside.
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"I,...._. I know, my
dear," said Uncle
Albert, wiping a merry
� eye. "But the moment
I start-hee hee-it's all
ap with me." To the
children he whispered, "It's laughing that does it,
you know. ,,
Jane and Michael ,.vere trying hard to be polite.
But they couldn't help it; soon they began to chuckle.
By this time Bert was rolling about, shaking vvith
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M A R Y P O P P l 1' S
laughter. As the,y watched, he rose into the air and soon
was bobbing about beside Uncle Albert.
Michael's chuckle grevv
to a laugh. So did
Jane's. Soon they
were simply filled
with laughter. Their
feet left the floor
and up they floated u__· 44
till their heads
bumped the ceiling!
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"I must say you're a sight, the lot of you," said
Mary Poppins disapprovingly, her arms folded.
"Speaking of sight," said Bert, "it reminds me of
my brother. He's
got a nice cushy
e;:s: job in a watch
f.actory. ''
"In a watch
factory?" said
Uncle Albert.
"What does he do?"
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