Halfway Down The Stairs, Is A Stair, Where I Sit. There Isn't Any, Other Stair, Quite Like, It. I'm Not At The Bottom, I'm Not At The Top; So This Is The Stair, Where, I Always, Stop. Halfway Up The Stairs, Isn't Up, And Isn't Down. It Isn't In The Nursery, It Isn't In The Town. And All Sorts Of Funny Thoughts, Run Round My Head: It Isn't Really Anywhere! It's Somewhere Else Instead!