It came at great cost
I was walking around enjoying looking at the frost
Something told me I needed a new boss
Whilst I was thinking about it I almost slipped on some moss
At least there was no more frost
Might have had my head embossed
Thought I had lost the plot
I am not sure how I found myself in this place again
Or even how or why I ended up here
It seems a difficult place to steer clear
I must have taken the wrong detour
Not sure how it happened or even when
It turns out I was just lost again
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Hello… I see you stepping on the moss. Have you been drinking? Come, let’s keep each other company. I’m counting the signs. And I can see the peak. :)