Turvy Topsy Poem by Stanley Cooper

If your rear view mirror reflects what's ahead
Pay it no mind, you're being misled

When down is up and up's below
Perhaps you've sipped too much bordeaux

When right seems left and left seems right
You're undoubtedly drunk and much uptight

Your sipping that stuff has you stiffly unnerved
When straight lines, to you, seem arch-ingly curved

Imbibing too much can only confound you
With a turvy topsy view of what's all around you

Over imbibing, remember my friend
Can lead to a turvy topsy lifestyle dead end