My would-be world

How nice it would be to walk on our head
Think on our feet and see with our nose
If, on the ceiling we could stretch out our bed
And when we sleep, our ears we close.

How nice it would be if the ceiling was the floor
And the floor was up where the ceiling was of old.
How nice to walk in through the window, not the door
How nice to have ice creams prescribed for a cold.

How nice it would be to stop time when we want
To talk in verse, and to walk in a sway
To keep lions and tigers as pets to flaunt
How nice if our schools made us only play!