Here is the House by American Poet Ken Nesbitt
Here is the house
on the street in the town
where the downstairs is up
and the upstairs is down
The people who live here
all stand on their heads.
They sleep on the ceilings
and can't reach their beds
The basement's the attic.
The roof is the floor.
They climb up a ladder
to crawl through the door
.
Their pets run in circles
because they're all dizzy.
This house is confusing
and everyone's busy.
The downstairs is upstairs.
The upstairs is down
since twenty tornadoes
blew into the town.
on the street in the town
where the downstairs is up
and the upstairs is down
The people who live here
all stand on their heads.
They sleep on the ceilings
and can't reach their beds
The basement's the attic.
The roof is the floor.
They climb up a ladder
to crawl through the door
.
Their pets run in circles
because they're all dizzy.
This house is confusing
and everyone's busy.
The downstairs is upstairs.
The upstairs is down
since twenty tornadoes
blew into the town.
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