by Roy Barton
I am a walking man
Trying to find my way
Getting nowhere very fast
Always talking, not having
Much to say
But I believe I'll get
To where I'm going to.
Round in a circle I go
Can't move any other way
It's the only way I know
Seeing the same old things
Night and day
But I'm not trying hard
To get away.
They all yell to the walking man
"Where are you going now?"
But the walking man just touches his nose
It's a mystery not even he knows
Off he goes...
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