The Floor And The Ceiling Poem

At 7 00 am alarm goes off boom madame gets out of bed puts on her deep sea divers boots and stomps across my ceiling to megaphone the kids awake.

The floor and the ceiling poem.

Laughing and shouting away up he cries. Up to the ceiling and down to the floor hear him now squealing and calling for more. Warm yellow light shining through cracks in the ceiling laying on the floor among the daisies and breathing in the cool night air. Books to the ceiling books to the sky my piles of books are a mile high.

Who could be doubting the love in his eyes. Only a laddie but bigger than brother. The floor and the ceiling were happy together in a quaint little house on the outskirts of town with the floor looking up and the ceiling looking down. And down to the floor hear him now squealing.

And calling for more. Up to the ceiling is wonderful fun. Up to the ceiling. Up to the ceiling and down to the floor hear him now squealing and calling for more.

Books to the ceiling by arnold lobel. Laughing and shouting away up he cries. The floor bought the ceiling an ostrich plumed hat and they dined upon drippings of bacon fat diced artichoke hearts and cottage cheese and hundreds of other such delicacies. How i need them.

Laughing and shouting edgar albert guest up to the ceiling. I ll have a long beard by the time i read them. The kids drop bags of cannonballs onto the floor then apparently dragging several sledgehammers each stampede into the kitchen. I have not yet experienced a full stack of books that reaches the ceiling because it makes reading them harder.