Flat as any pancake
That you will ever see
Round and flat with lumpy bits
From sea to shining sea

Proof that you can chew on
Of intelligent design
The middle bit is higher
That’s why we don’t all drown.

And should you by some awful chance
Upon the rushing sea
Drop into the great abyss
There’s elephants to see.

So sing a song of sixpence
Or anything that’s round
The earth is flat and that is why
Our feet are on the ground.