Mr. Grand is grand indeed A rotund fellow full of hot air When he trips on a ball at the start of his stairs, he soon finds himself sailing through the air like a balloon He might just as well enjoy the sights and what a view he has from so high above Rolling hills, and oceans blue. Farms and towns and cities too with tiny people waving far below. Oh no They think he is a UFO Mr. Grand will never be the same A cautionary tale with a twist, this silly book ends with a wink