Saturday, February 16, 2013

Where Am I?

A blundering compass never finds its way
To and fro it leads people astray
Go here and there, unfortunately everywhere
The compass is always walking on thin air
It stares at a watch all day long
Never competes, always wrong
The compass is surprised that it still exist
No body has crushed it when in a fix
Why does it say South when really its North
The compass never leads, it only moves back and forth

I have no idea how or why I thought of this. I find compasses as interesting devices. I'll probably suck at navigating with one, but they are still mesmerizing. Oh, the life of a compass must be strange.

I hope you enjoy!

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