a little rhyme inspired by a dream

Counselor Bippidy, that's what she told me to call her.  I'd tried Jolene and Markie, but she demanded Counselor Bippidy.  What am I supposed to say to that?   There's very little else I remember about that dream except for Counselor Bippidy and her being very clear that that was what to call her.

Who is Counselor Bippidy, then?

Counselor Bippidy, forever in our hearts
She always carried a ladder around, always cleaning ceiling parts
One day, though, she flew and found that laughter
was the clue.
Surprising to me, but Ms. Bippidy,
Sorry, Counselor Bippidy,
Had never seen Mary Poppins
If she had, she wouldn't have needed to carry that ladder
which sure did make her back madder.
now I'm off to try what Bippidy knew
and Poppins, too
With laughter all ceilings are moot.