By Norma (Twi1ite@sbcglobal.net)
Mrs. Beaver didn’t tell Jerry about Hallowe’en;
He was only three, and a nervous little thing,
So afraid for his psyche, she turned off the lights,
Besides it was raining, few treaters that night.
So extreme were Mrs. Beaver’s worries
She read Jerry many Mary Poppins stories,
While she kept him home a day or two,
Under black umbrellas Mary Poppins flew.
‘Twas about 10 when she put him to bed,
And this is exactly what Jerry said:
Mary Poppins makes a pretty good witch,
If she only had a black cat, for her Hallowe’en pitch.