Four pretty girls  with their bright umbrella

Where once chased on a fairy stage

By an invisible storm blowing fella.

As they started to sing and dance

There was a chase on the stage

One umbrella disappeared leaving the dancers in trance.

But a show is a show

And must go on; the girls danced and pranced

As they hoped no one would ever know.

Suddenly through the stage door

Hurrah! In danced the missing umbrella

Bringing a smile to the four!

The stormy fella had left by now

Hence leaving the happy four to dance

On the stage in great joy.