In the land of riddles and rhyme,
there is no distinction between reality and time.
Nothing makes sense and is all higgledy-piggle,
Playing hopscotch on turtles and piggy in the middle.
In this world, everything is all about face,
White is black and space is filled with something in its place.
Children are adults and adults are kids,
Cups are served upside down but with no lids.
Are you confused? Well I am too, there is only one thing you can do,
Visit the land of riddles and rhyme, choo choo.
© C Webber 2017