What If

 

What if the moon really was made of cheese

and people said f**k you when you sneeze

that the world was flat instead of round

with everyone on a level playing ground

What if day was night and night was day

and we couldn't filter what we say

that yes meant no, red meant go

and we lived inside a tv show

What if it really rained cats and dogs

and princes, once kissed, turned into frogs

that it was only the good stuff we'd never forget

and each choice we made was by spin of roulette

What if we could fly instead of drive

and that some did more than merely survive

that war was fiction and peace was fact

and we spent each day of our life getting jacked

What if this and what if that

but none of this is real fact

for the world is often too real to undrape

so 'what if' becomes our place to escape


linking up with imaginary garden with real toads