In and out the traffic,
Dodging here and there,
That umbrella went with a Don't-Care air.
I said in wonder,
"Who is that down under,
Hugging that umbrella like a teddy bear."
Horns started blaring,
Everyone was staring,
At that strange object in the street.
Big black and shiny,
Covering someone tiny,
And all that we could see were two small feet.
Then a young policeman,
Called out from his beat,
"That umbrella there has a boy down deep."
He swooped down under,
Pulled out Billy Blunder,
Just a tiny truant from his morning's sleep.
Now Billy Blunder,
Who was once down under,
Recites by heart his safety code.
"When you are out,
In rain or hail or thunder,
Hold up your umbrella when you cross the road!"