There was a short man with a tall black hat
Matching his jet-black coat which was too fat.
His name was Mr Popo, and one day he went to a mall,
And, with his small hand, knocked behind a wall.
Up jumped a pussy cat, and ran away with Mr Popo’s hat,
And Mr Popo screamed!
The sun brightly gleamed.
And this, o dear reader, is the first part of the scene.
Soon Mr Popo went to a shop, with his bare head,
and he was so angry, his cheeks had become red.
So he bought a small red hat, the only one available at the shop,
And knocked at a wall, and up came a kangaroo, with its loud hop!
It hopped away with Mr Popo’s new red hat,
And down at the bench Mr Popo sat.
He thought he was some poor servant, of a mighty queen.
And he was so angry, his little cheeks became green!
And this, o dear reader, is the second part of the scene.*
Then Mr Popo went to a shop, and bought a yellow hat,
Knocked at another wall, and up jumped both kangaroo and cat!
And both gave the two hats back, and his temper decreased,
And he was half-tired, half-relieved.