Feed the birds, tuppence a day. That’s four cents last I was in jolly old England. It paid a family to waste two pence per day for the joy of feeding the birds, rather than placing everything in the bank.
A kind word, a good deed, tuppence it is for me. I know that while happy, it was a sad tale Mrs. Travers told and I hope to see Mary Poppins, the movie and again, very soon. Dee