Dorothy, Dorothy, with your shelves so grand,
will you have enough food
for emergencies on hand?
Rising up unto the ceiling
over 9′ tall,
Will your owners ever reach to where
you hold their goods on high?
Will they toss and let you catch,
in hopes you will return,
whatever they should ask for
when they’re cooking without burns?
Oh yes you have a ladder planned
to drop down from above?
Or is Darby making magic
with some porta-ladder Love?
I think indeed it would be cool,
To roll it from the loft,
with all the goods stored on its shelf
it still could move about.
Then back to being parked
so nicely close beside the bath,
That if you did not know it
You would really want to laugh.
“Jump and get it if you can,
Sugar, flour, Rice, and cans.
Please Now Dorothy listen up!
I can not climb so you must drop!”