OUT OF PLUMB

BY

NINA C. FULFORD

They say the Earth is tilted
And we’re slightly out of wack.
How dumb!!
I could have told them that!

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I noticed it right away.
My door wouldn’t close today.
And my bread ‘rose on one side.
Caused, no doubt, by a readjusting tide.

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Even an idiot can see we’re out,
Just watching people mill about.
How can we tell which way to go?
We’re spinning like a top you know.

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Up will be down.
We’ll smile to frown.
We’ll dress to go to bed.
I’m not really cross,
But I’m getting off.
I’ll go to the Moon instead........