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.
