TWISTING TURNING ROADS
If you didn’t know any better you’d think
         the sun was wrong,
For just at three o’clock in winter westward
        she should belong,
But on a twisting highway you become
         so very mixed up,
For the sun moves all over the place like
         some young pup.
But logic tells me the sun cannot move
         about like that at all,
And it’s all the twisting and turning that
         puts you in a whirl,
Eventually we should end up south west
        from where we started,
All I want to know is why from a straight
        line they totally departed?

M Ann Margetson January 28, 2002