An idea started yet never finished. I'm sure you'd get the general idea where it was going.
This bedtime story is about a town nearby,
It’s a place in reach of the spider and the fly.
As you rest in bed, look at the ceiling above your head,
small folk live up there, within the cracks that are as fine as hair,
They’re known as Ceiling people who live in a unique lair.
Ceiling People live in ceiling town.
Their homes are built upside down.
Like a funhouse in a fairground,
every door and window is the other way round.
In ceiling town you will find
every character is out of their mind.
Listen carefully and you’ll hear the sound,
of Mr R-Tex walking around,
in the glow of the ceiling light
and he is out of reach and out of sight.
His hair flows to the floor, blood rushes to his head,
he looks like a clown who has been overfed.
Mrs R-Tex is at home cooking lunch,
‘fresh fly soup and fungi crunch.’
Their daughter, Rose, drinks from a cup,
but she holds it the other way up,
to stop her juice from pouring to the floor.
This will prevent her from making more.
To keep their stuff status quo,
they’ve been stuck up with Velcro.
This way of life is not infantile,
each object is functional for an upside down lifestyle.
Don’t ask how they use the loo,
you really won’t approve of what they do.
Their pet ’Damp Patch,’ is a quiz,
because nobody knows what it is?
Do they say ‘her,’ or do hey say ‘his,’ is it a Mr or is it a Miss?
All it does is move with a whiz and a fizz
into places where it does no belong,
but it doesn’t mean to do anything wrong.
In the Watt’s garden, Damp patch dug a pit.
When Mr Watt comes home, he’ll have a furious fit,
because their sixty kids could get hurt,
if they fall out of the pit get wounded in dirt.
The Watt’s love their children lots
and plan to make 100 Watts
Philip is the Watt’s brighter kid,
he wants to do what Einstein did.
To invent new ideas on how things work,
However he’s uncouth and acts like a jerk.
He makes marvellous machines and grand gadgets,
like hats with magnets and shoes with jets.
Hew is the nastiest of the Watt’s litter.
His role models are Stalin and Hitler.
He will lie and believes in an eye for an eye,
but he acts ever so innocent and shy.
If some thing goes wrong and you’re left feeling like a twit,
Replace who for Hew and that’s – ‘Hew did it.’
Trouble makers will retreat from PC White-Wash, a bob on the beat.
Any villains captured, will be thrown in the slammer,
that includes those who use naughty grammar.
PC White-Wash is brave, he fears nothing, not even an early grave.