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Upside Down

If you stand on your head

And don’t fall off the bed

Then the ceiling is your reach

And through the ground your brains might leach

And walking is a chore

Your hands plenty sore

Then an adjective becomes a noun

And a smile looks like a frown

Then pigs become pork

And play becomes work.

If you cover your ears

And say yes to your fears

If you shut your eyes tight

And forget how to fight

If you taste the bile

And get suckered by the guile

Then you won’t see the foe

Laying you down low

You won’t smell the roses

And strike the right poses.

If you walk backward

And risk being awkward

If you uncross your legs

And hang silk on pegs

If you read manga fast

When first page starts last

If you circle the drain

Without taking any strain

Then down becomes up

And a Great Dane is a pup.

If you shut your lips

And sit on tips

If you chew your food

And extract all the good

If you blow hot and cold

And be timid rather than bold

If you give up your sight

So that black looks white

Then death becomes life

And lies becomes rife.