The other day I met a man in a well,
And I asked him exactly how he fell.
He said he was chasing a stag beetle down,
And suddenly there appeared a clown.
The clown suddenly did a back flip,
And into the well he made the man trip.
Then lo and behold, a dazzling light,
He thought then everything would be alright,
But then somewhere in India,
Someone's reading the Chronicles of Narnia,
And a hole in a shoe is growing bigger,
And I really wish that I could meet Tigger.
The world will stop rotating,
The froggies have started singing,
My head will fall off soon,
And my brother is going to the moon.