One day I met a man
With a hat upon his head
No fear showed in his eyes
Land below him, as usual, spread
And as he walked he talked
No sense though did he make
Compass showed his journey's way
Points it shared, I fear, were only fake
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A second poem written as an exercise in fun and creativity inspired by put words together make meaning.
Image credit: solar navigator
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