Narrator: "Visitors from two to four" read a sign outside her door. As tiptoeing with solemn face, with some flowers and a vase, in they walked, and then said: "Ahh!" when they saw the toys and candy and the dollhouse from Papa.
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Narrator: "Visitors from two to four" read a sign outside her door. As tiptoeing with solemn face, with some flowers and a vase, in they walked, and then said: "Ahh!" when they saw the toys and candy and the dollhouse from Papa.
Narrator: And as one day became another, most of all, they loved each other.
Narrator: In the middle of the night, Miss Clavel turned on her light and said, "Something is not right."
Narrator: But the biggest surprise by far, on her stomach - was a scar.
Narrator: And afraid of a disaster, Miss Clavel ran fast and faster.
Narrator: In an old house in Paris that was covered with vines lived twelve little girls in two straight lines.
Miss Clavel: Something is not right. Someting is quite wrong. Something is not right, and so... I sing this song.
Girls: We love our bread, we love our butter, and most of all, we love each other.
Narrator: The girls would all pretend to snore till Miss Clavel closed the door.
Madeline: I'm Madeline, I'm Madeline, and though I'm very small; I'm Madeline, I'm Madeline, and inside, I'm tall.
Narrator: To little creatures, she was nice; and she was not afraid of mice.
Madeline: I'm Madeline, I'm Madeline, I'm not some little twig; I'm Madeline, I'm Madeline, and inside, I'm big.
Narrator: In a car with one red light, they drove out into the night. When the girls awoke the next day, Madeline was still away.
Narrator: Then Miss Clavel said, "It would be so pleasant to stop and get Madeline a beautiful present."
Narrator: Madeline was in his arm, in a blanket safe and warm. Everybody had to cry. Not a single eye was dry.
Madeline: Voila, my scar; voila, my scar; I thank my lucky star... I don't miss my appendix 'cause I've got a brand-new scar!
Narrator: "Visitors from two to four" read a sign outside her door. As tiptoeing with solemn face, with some flowers and a vase, in they walked, and then said: "Ahh!" when they saw the toys and candy and the dollhouse from Papa.
Narrator: And as one day became another, most of all, they loved each other.
Narrator: In the middle of the night, Miss Clavel turned on her light and said, "Something is not right."
Narrator: But the biggest surprise by far, on her stomach - was a scar.
Narrator: And afraid of a disaster, Miss Clavel ran fast and faster.
Narrator: In an old house in Paris that was covered with vines lived twelve little girls in two straight lines.
Girls: We love our bread, we love our butter, and most of all, we love each other.
Narrator: The girls would all pretend to snore till Miss Clavel closed the door.
Madeline: I'm Madeline, I'm Madeline, and though I'm very small; I'm Madeline, I'm Madeline, and inside, I'm tall.
Narrator: To little creatures, she was nice; and she was not afraid of mice.
Madeline: I'm Madeline, I'm Madeline, I'm not some little twig; I'm Madeline, I'm Madeline, and inside, I'm big.
Narrator: In a car with one red light, they drove out into the night. When the girls awoke the next day, Madeline was still away.
Narrator: Then Miss Clavel said, "It would be so pleasant to stop and get Madeline a beautiful present."
Miss Clavel: Something is not right. Someting is quite wrong. Something is not right, and so... I sing this song.
Narrator: Madeline was in his arm, in a blanket safe and warm. Everybody had to cry. Not a single eye was dry.
Madeline: Voila, my scar; voila, my scar; I thank my lucky star... I don't miss my appendix 'cause I've got a brand-new scar!
Narrator: To the tiger at the zoo, Madeline just said... Madeline: Pooh-pooh. Narrator: And nobody knew quite so well... how to frighten Miss Clavel.
Miss Clavel: Good night, little girls. Thank the Lord you are well. And now, go to sleep. Narrator: Said Miss Clavel. Narrator: She turned out the light and closed the door. And that's all there is. There isn't any more.
Miss Clavel: Come, mes petite. It is time for us to go. You and Madeline have made a lovely show. Narrator: "Goodbye," they said. "We'll come again." Girls: Goodbye! We'll come again. Narrator: And the little girls left in the rain.
