Page 8 - Spider Magazine for Kids (January 2020)
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as Mr. Pinkley swung the door wide


                                                                                    open. Immediately he stepped

                                                                                    back, gazing with alarm at the


                                                                                    figure standing there.

                                                                                         “Mercy!” he cried.

                                                                                         “Well, it’s tall and dark, whatever


                                                                                    it is,” Mrs. Pinkley said, a little

                                                                                    dismay in her voice.


                                                                                         “It’s the Lucky Bird!” Rudyard

                                                                                    doubled over, laughing.


                                                                                         It certainly was. There, under

                                                                                    the trench coat, sat Don’t, almost

                                                                                    grinning. On his head sat Choo-


                                                                                    Choo. And on Choo-Choo’s head

                                                                                    sat Kazoo, her little talons clutching

                                                                                    for dear life, her wings extended


                                                                                    into the trench coat sleeves, and

                                                                                    her huge owl eyes staring out at


                                                                                    them from beneath the fedora. She

                                                                                    chirped a First-Footer-Lucky-Bird


                                                                                    greeting.

                                                                                         There was no question, 2020

                                                                                    would be a very lucky year indeed!


                                                                                    And it would begin with Dandelion

                                                                                    winning a duel.












             I don’t mean to cause dismay—                 Sam collected money              Oh, Pickles!
               a feeling of alarm—but did                    to buy us tickets               I forgot!
                   anyone get tickets?                           weeks ago.                                         ¡Que pasó!  We’ll just have
                                                                                                                   to buy tickets at the gate.






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