Riddle House
Rowland S. Howard
The street is very wide
And I can't see across it
My house isn't clear to me
The cars move in between
Chorus and I say: question
When is a door not a door? ? ?
And I say: that's not right!
Answer when it's a jar
The numbers soft as soap
And tend to bend in addition
They're much too wan for me
I'd prefer some consistancy
Chorus
The windows open wide
But I can't see out of it
The view is not very there
Some-times I look for it
Chorus