Topsy Turvy Land

There is a Topsy Turvy land where everything makes a sound
When people will walk upside down so there heads are on the ground
Mind you it all depends on how they feel on certain days this may not  apply
Coz some of them may turn around and hold their heads up to the sky
But then again you see the sky is sometimes spread out on the floor
So really there is no such thing as up or down in Topsy Turvy land anymore

Now the noises are nonesensical
And can baffle the brightest brain
Cats say woof when dogs go moo
This loopy land is so insane
But in the land of Topsy Turvy turnaround and roundabout
All the locals living there think they are normal without a doubt
So the Cockerel cuckoos in the evening just when the sunrises in the sky
And in the morning after ten o’clock well the stars twinkle way up high
Or then again the stars may sparkle on the grass
It all depends on what is happening and how things come to pass

So if you happentance on Topsy Turvy land you will surely get a fright
When everything noctural is wide awake from morning light
Owls, Bats and Bandicoots
tho they could well be upside down
and they won’t be flying in the air
more likely walking in the town
Yet crazy is as crazy does so is it crazy at all 
If the tops of trees are stuck in the ground with the roots standing way up tall
Topsy Turvy land is a precarious place where the wrong could well be right
Yey there’s one thing remarkable
everything is a sensational delight