Lopsy Dopsy Corn and Barley Kitty
Lopsy Dopsy Corn and Barley Kitty wanted to see
What an upside down look at the daisy field would be
Could you please turn me topsy turvey? He asked a tiny bee.
The bee rolled his eyes and said “Stop looking at me!”
Lopsy Dopsy Corn and Barley Kitty was tiny, but smart.
He thought with his brain, his paws, his tail and his heart.
I can probably turn myself upside he thought with a start.
He stared into the field and saw a mouse named Old Art.
Hey Art! Lopsy Dopsy Corn and Barley Kitty yelled pretty big.
How do you turn upside down? Old Art said “I haven’t a fig.”
Who could I ask? Lopsy Dopsy queried. Then he thought of the pig.
Winnie was intelligent, but she was busy, on the dig.
Have you done your work out today? Lopsy’s mother asked.
She began to do cartwheels. Upside down was part of that task.
How could she keep upside down? She saw her opportunity.
She flopped over a fence railing and stuck her tongue out at the bee.
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