There Are Zebras on the Ceiling

With apologies to Jack Prelutsky . . .

There are zebras on the ceiling dancing upside-down ballet.

A giraffe is in the foyer, and it will not go away.

There's a chicken in the kitchen playing checkers with a quail,

and the turtle's running races with a very speedy snail.

My father's growing feathers,

and my mom is ten feet tall.

A weasel and a wallaby are whistling on the wall.

The cheese has turned to butter, and the butter's turned to bread.

The tub is full of buzzards, and a bear is in my bed.

The furniture is shrinking, and the den has disappeared.

My sister's sprouting antlers, and the puppy has a beard.

A marmoset is marching with a mallard and a mouse.

It's just another normal Monday -- I just love it at my house!