Odd Poem by Mark Bell

ice cubes freezing
Inside burning flame
Shadows come out to play
Weird things are happening to me
It's still a wonderful day

Sunshine still shining
In middle, dark night
Everybody moving left
And I'm turning right
Weird things are happening to me
Hey it's still nice and bright

I still have three wheels on my wagon
I'm twenty bricks short of a wall
Weird things keep on happening to me
If they happen to you, give me a call.