the WACKY life of a dormer

"Let us play a game," she said, on wednesday afternoon. "It will be fun, it will be cool, and not one bit lame."
"Yes, lets," said the friends and they jumped up in the air, and with enthusiasim so began the pair. They moved the bed, the clothes, the shed, until it was all through, but one left, down below, groaned now in despair,
"My bed!" she cried, "its not as it used to be. Its backwards, its forwards, shes gone and blown it as big as can be. The toilet is where the stool once was, she moved the desk away from me cuz, she needed the room for glee!"
And now it has come to pass, my friends please listen hard, I am sleepng so you see, in the bathing tub!