Aimless
Every rodeo must have a clown
every king his fool.
But, a ship or boat has
got to have rudder
to steer it on its course.
Lost at sea, I drift aimless
carried by wave and wind
I gave up on the captains log and
sent the compass and sextant
straight down to Davey jones
I watch the wheel
in it's meaningless spin
I plot a course no more
and I contemplate my fate
and remember cowboys and kings.
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