by William Brighty Rands, 1823-1882
If the butterfly courted the bee,
And the owl the porcupine;
If churches were built in the sea,
And three times one was nine;
If the pony rode his master,
If the buttercups ate the cows,
If the cats had the dire disaster
To be worried, sir, by the mouse;
If mamma, sir, sold the baby
To a gypsy for half a crown;
If a gentleman, sir, was a lady,--
The world would be Upside-down!
If any or all of these wonders
Should ever come about,
I should not consider them blunders,
For I should be Inside-out!
Ba-ba, black wool,
Have you any sheep?
Yes, sir, a packfull,
Creep, mouse, creep!
Four-and-twenty little maids
Hanging out the pie,
Out jump'd the honey-pot,
Guy Fawkes, Guy!
Cross latch, cross latch,
Sit and spin the fire;
When the pie was open'd,
The bird was on the brier!
a few shots I reversed this year, and it was funny how few caught itReplyDelete
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People don't usually notice those things. Most likely a lot of people think the picture on this post was just a mistake and they don't want to say anything out of politeness.
Gosh , that was one of the required memory poems back when I was in grade 3. Arr-gh! It comes back to haunt me. I had a hard time because I kept correcting the lines in my mind, while trying to recite the poem. I was upside-down, turned-around ,topsy-turvy. Too funny!ReplyDelete
I guess that lesson made you understand and feel a part of this poem better than most. It must have been a pain at the time.
that is a very beautiful reflection photo, world up side down, indeed!ReplyDelete
Actually I just flipped the picture upside down. I wish I would have thought of using a reflection. I have many good ones.