We All Live On A Giant, Wonky Ball, In Space

The world keeps spinning on its axis,

And I wonder;

Will we ever fall off?

I woke up this morning,

And my room was spinning,

I couldn't see it,

But I could feel it.

I laughed at the image of

everybody falling at the end

of the earth,

And,

Dancing with the galaxies in

space above.

Did you notice,

The thing that seems plonky?

Even our houses are wonky!

The people living beneath our soil,

Don't realize they are sky walking,

On the roofs of our houses!

So, when we wake up,

We should bang on the floor,

And say;

"Good morning America!

It's time to get up,"

Even though we know,

They are likely sleeping!

We all live on a,

Giant, wonky, ball,

In space;

I wonder,

Will we fall off it, one day?