Topsy Turvy Land

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 nonsensical,
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 any shadow of 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 the 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 even as crazy at all?

If the tops of the tallest 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