The Drifter

From a young age he took to the roads, never staying anywhere for long. Always singing a cheerful song. Yet most of the ladies seemed like toads. Making choices at all crossroads meeting here and there a tagalong. Together they travel a furlong parting when they came to byroads. You could say that he freeloads although this would be wrong. Living off grid he has to be strong and he lives keeping to road codes. Jobs he's had by the caseloads bounced around like a Ping-Pong. One day meeting a lady in a sarong soon moved on remembering earlier episodes. Women passed by like carloads for few he could tolerate overlong. To freedom he will continue to belong chasing the distant dream until he implodes.