To and Fro

Walking around and around

They think they’re going up and down.

To and fro they go,

Passing each other but do not know.

Maybe one will see,

The stairs are as flat as can be

Maybe he will stop and warn the others

Tell them of the trick that has been played on him and his brothers

Maybe they will flee

Run away and all be free

But we will never know,

As long as they keep walking to and fro.