You can't get to the second floor
Which is a shame
Because it's lovely up there
It's just lovely
Of course, I'm speaking from past experience
From years ago
Before the staircase was in decay
When you could go up and down
Without even thinking about it
Without a second thought
So for all I know
It could be revolting up there now
I mean, the staircase is in decay
So I suppose the second floor could be as well
After all, nobody's been up there
So nobody's been cleaning
Or dusting
Or taking down the curtains
Or emptying the water in the fountain
Yes, there was a fountain
Two fountains, actually
Now that I think about it
And a petting zoo
Of course, the animals are probably all dead now
Most of them were dead to begin with
So I imagine they're all still dead
There was a miniature train
And a miniature train village
And a life-sized dump truck
That probably feels very fat
Amongst all that miniature hodgepodge
Oh, and then there's the jar of money
Several jars, actually
At least fourteen or fifteen
And that's not even including
The wall of money
It's just a wall
Made out of money
Often we used to say
When someone would want to borrow money
We'd say--
What do you think I have--a money wall?
And then we'd remember
That we did have a money wall
And we'd go to it
And give the money
To whomever asked for it
With all that money
I suppose I could buy a ladder
And climb up and down
Between the second floor and here
But that just seems
Like an awful lot of trouble
And also, my religion prevents me
From touching anything with rungs
I don't know what has rungs
Besides a ladder
But if I ever find anything
I'm not allowed to touch it
One day, before I die
I'll figure out another way
To get up to the second floor
Or maybe repair the staircase
That's in decay
And once I get up there
Maybe I'll be able
To figure out a way
To get to the third floor
Now that would be something
Because the third floor is--
Well, all I'll say is
It's really something
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