My Dimension

Poem about a quite different place

My dimension is the best place to be
But things are quite different, as I’m sure you shall see

In my dimension the birds speak French
And roses produce the most foul-smelling stench
Children are teachers and every weekday
Grown-ups go to school to learn how to play
We walk on the clouds and gaze up to the floor
And unlock our houses to get in the door
Drivers drive round in king-size beds
And how do we sleep? Why, we stand on our heads!

So things are quite different, as I’m sure you can see
That my dimension is the best place to be

In my dimension we have no need for clocks
To keep our ears warm we wear feet-knitted socks
We eat dinner for breakfast and dessert for dinner
People who diet are considered a sinner
The flies eat the spiders and also eat frogs
(But keep guard of your pets ‘cause they sometimes eat dogs)
Night-time begins when you close tight your eyes
As flowers sing you sleepy with sweet lullabies

So things are quite different as I’m sure you now see
That my dimension is the best place to be