Riddle House

The street is very wide And I can't see across it My house isn't clear to me The cars move in between

And I say "Question: When is a door not a door?" And I say "That's not right! Answer: When it's ajar!"

The numbers soft as soap And tend to bend in addition They're much too wan for me I'd prefer some consistency

And I say "Question: When is a door not a door?" And I say "That's not right! Answer: when it's ajar!"

The windows open wide But I can't see out of it The view is not very there Sometimes I look for it

And I say "Question: When is a door not a door?" And I say "That's not right! Answer: "When it's ajar!"