Mary Poppins Makes a Call - a Poem For Children

(The audience for this is small children who have seen the movie.)

Mary Poppins Makes a Visit

By Elton Camp

When Mary decides she wants a job
Other applicants of a chance will rob
She causes a strong wind to blow
Riding umbrellas, off they do go

When competitors are no longer around
From the sky she comes floating down
In order to make sure that she gets hired
Convinces Banks she is what’s desired

Upstairs to the nursery she does go
Gives the children a magic show
Then of her own self, she does say,
“Practically perfect in every way.”

When she takes them on the street
An old friend, Burt, they do meet
His drawings made of chalk
They admire on the sidewalk

By her power, they pop inside
There they find horses to ride
In the fantasy world can stay no more
Once a heavy rain does start to pour

The two wet children then are told
Take this medicine to avoid a cold
When they began to frown
Found a way to get it down

To swallow it they couldn’t well refuse
Because of the song Mary did choose
Both kids thought it very neat
When the stuff tasted sweet

Mary then had a very strong feeling 
They’d like a tea party on the ceiling
When happy, they floated up in the air
Stayed there as long as they had no care.

Of Mary’s antics Mr. Banks got tired
Decided it was time she should be fired
Getting him to take them to work was a trick
With serious consequences that made him sick

Though the tuppence was only a tiny amount
Banker wanted Michael’s money in an account
Of that the boy saw no need
The birds he wanted to feed

When his money he did demand
Other customers didn’t understand
They didn’t think it was in fun
And on the bank began a run

That very night, Mr. Banks was called back
Board of Directors would give him the axe
But into his mind did spring
What was the important thing

Mary had shown him how to enjoy
Spending time with his girl and boy
Mean old banker laughed until he died
But the Directors’ Board took it in stride

“Mr. Banks, we have a fine notion
Take you back with a promotion.”
And Mary, her job all done,
From the house she did run.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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