They say I'm away with the fairies That's what they said to me Looking back in retrospect It would be a lie to disagree. My lawn is filled with garden gnomes And rabbits that are made from clay And children's books within my home I have had them from my early days. I hate to face reality a very sad place to be I would rather read my Rupert book With mad proffessers And philosophy's. So please come around And take a look You may like just what you see A world with Alice in wonderland Such a wonderful world off glee. But this planet is not a fairy tale And no place of make believe When they say your away with the fairies Take no notice then just agree.
My work mate told me that I am away with the fairies so I wrote this poem.