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Mike Teavee is Sent by Television
Butitdoeshaveinitaverysmallamountoftherarestandmostmagicalvitaminofthemall—vitaminWonka.’
’Andwhatwillthatdotohim?’askedMrTeaveeanxiously.
’It’llmakehistoesgrowoutuntilthey’reaslongashisfingers...’
’Oh,no!’criedMrsTeavee.
’Don’tbesilly,’saidMrWonka.’It’smostuseful.He’llbeabletoplaythepianowithhisfeet.’
’ButMrWonka...’
’Noarguments,please!’saidMrWonka. Heturnedawayandclickedhisfingersthreetimesintheair.AnOompa-Loompaappearedimmediatelyandstoodbesidehim. ’Followtheseorders,’saidMrWonka,handingtheOompa-Loompaapieceofpaperonwhichhehadwrittenfullinstructions. ’Andyou’llfindtheboyinhisfather’spocket. Offyougo!Good-bye,MrTeavee!Good-bye,MrsTeavee!Andpleasedon’tlooksoworried!Theyallcomeoutinthewash,youknow;everyoneofthem...’
Attheendoftheroom,theOompa-Loompasaroundthegiantcamerawerealreadybeatingtheirtinydrumsandbeginningtojogupanddowntotherhythm.
’Theretheygoagain!’saidMrWonka.’I’mafraidyoucan’tstopthemsinging.’
LittleCharliecaughtGrandpaJoe’shand,andthetwoofthemstoodbesideMrWonkainthemiddleofthelongbrightroom,listeningtotheOompa-Loompas. Andthisiswhattheysang:
