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Sailing Through Life
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George Wentz |
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One day while bobbing in the sea,
a man in a small sailboat approached me.
"Where am I?", he asked.
"I don't know.", said I.
I asked where he was going,
he said he didn't know.
I asked where he had been,
he said he followed the wind.
He was put in a small sailboat
and pushed out to sea --
to find a way of his own
and learn what to see.
He said he was looking for a woman.
I said so was I, but had found none;
so he turned away
and sailed out of sight.
Soon another sailboat approached,
in it was a woman looking for a man.
I told her I was a man --
she said not the one.
"Where am I?", she asked.
"I don't know.", said I,
and she turned away
and sailed out of sight.
Then a couple came along,
a man and a woman,
and I asked, "Where have you been?"
"We followed the wind.", they said.
I asked where they were going,
they said they didn't know --
but were going there together
and sailed out of sight.
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--Submitted by George Wentz on 2011-09-13.
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