Map And Compass Poem by Natalie Taylor

Map And Compass



people are staring
while i get my bearing
its map and compass
oh i hope i can pass

maybe ill be bottom
that would be a problem
or maybe ill be top
then i wont be on the pop

this is such a drag
so ill have a fag
ill take a puff
now i feel buff

i am ready now to tackle it
i hope i dont fall in a pit
the instructor is kinda fit
so ill try not to look like a tit
oh i do hope i pass
my map and compass!

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