I am… I am but the star dust that tumbles I am but the twig that snaps beneath your umbels…

The Umbrellaman!

photo by ana traina ~ 2012~

photo by ana traina ~ 2012~

O’ the Umbrellaman is all sweetness and light,
Why he is nothing like a dark midnight fright…
And he’ll always be there to wish you a very good night
with a cheeky little kiss and some Turkish delights!

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