My Imaginary Village

       The clouds are purple and the sun is blue;

We hold the town together with Elmer's Glue;

     The town may be cardboard or even bricks;

Some of the people hold up their houses with yellow sticks;

     The grass isn't quite green it's pink and grey;

Instead of steak and bananas, the people eat hay;

     No, we're not horses were people just like you;

We just live how we want and do what we do;

     Fans do not blow they suck the air in;

We keep the air in jars or even a bin;

     When we're sad we actually turn blue;

But we're not as small as a Smurf or a Who;

     Bananas are actually red when they're ripe;

In my village we only talk to each other through a pipe;

     But like I said we're just the same as you;

We just live how we want and do what we do.