I’m by no means a poet. But, I wrote this one almost 40 years ago, and it has never left me. How do you like it?

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“What the Heck”

Something, somewhere, when it wasn’t where it was
Headed out for nowhere, and it didn’t give a cause
The welcome signs along the road made it want to check
Where it was and when it would arrive at “What the Heck”

It walked around for hours till it was all confused
Its were laughing carelessly, but it was not amused
Now it walked a few steps more, and it didn’t know it then
But its never ending journey was now about to end

How it did, or why it happened isn’t really known
But at “What the Heck” this wandering it found itself a home