Upside Down
The blood is rushing to my head
I am upside down on my bed
My feet are in my heads spot
My head is on a carpet dot
My pajama pants are falling up
I can’t drink water from my cup
Unless I want to wash my face
But this really isn’t the right place
My head is starting to really hurt
Being upside down makes me very alert
My shelves are sticking to the ceiling
This all gives me a funny feeling
I think maybe I should sit up straight
Because I'm not really feeling that great
I'm starting to get very dizzy
This is all putting me in a tizzy
I'm having so much fun upside down
I'm feeling like a circus clown
The blood keeps coming and I can't stand it
So I sit up and I have to admit
That I feel much better sitting right side up
Because now I can drink that water from my cup
This was created with some help from one of my best friends, Jen H.
Copyright © Alli B. | Year Posted 2009
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