And the Fish Flies Over the Town of Not

Let me introduce you to the town of Not. The graceful hamlet reality forgot.
As the fish flies over, everyone stops, and waits for the other, shoe to drop.

You think " How strange this town must be. There is nothing more to see."
Indeed you might say this to me, but check your own reality.

Can you really call, this fish surreal, when your own is so unreal?
Let us see, let's make a deal.