The Most Impossible Shop Poem by Steve Howard

Now Dingus McGruder's Most Impossible Shop,
is way up on the bottom, and way down on the top.
And if you pass by, and find occasion to stop,
you'll find a mop that's a broom, and a broom that's a mop.
There's a happy old parrot, that walks around as he flies,
and row after row of cakes that are pies.
There are big rubber mallets for slicing your bread,
and off in the corner, are shoes for your head.
There are lots of boiled eggs that are ready to fry,
and umbrellas to use when the weather is dry.
There are racks of old shirts, that if given the chance,
will prove quite the rage, when you wear them for pants.
There' free soda pop, and there's not any there,
so they keep it in kegs for the crowds to all share.
You'll be greeted by Dingus, a right friendly old guy,
who'll be saying hello, while he's saying goodbye.
So do come and visit The Most Impossible Shop;
it's way up on the bottom, and way down on the top.