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.