Fall In The Trap Of The Map!

Dictate the way. That is how you say. Say how you want. It has to or will haunt. Map it from A to Z. Not that month yet at any sea. I'm sure it will come though. When? Don't you know?

Need a map.
Fill that gap.
Have to get there.
Need time to spare.

The best shortcut.
Don't hit that rut.
Can't let things unravel.
Today is the day you travel.

GPS shows the way.
Easy peasy at play.
There and even back.
Nothing to it at one's shack.

Why can't it do more?
I need the best encore.
I need it to show me the way.
I need it every single day.

Life needs a map.
The one run lap.
Follow the flow.
Away you shall go.

Writing a book.
Map it at my nook.
Every single word.
The end comes at the end of the herd.

See? A map works.
Has its perks.
I'll map out everything.
Map out my next fling.

End in an STD.
Maybe a pregnancy.
Even pulled a cheat rhyme.
Mapping is so not a crime.

Did we skip the middle?
Nah, that's where you diddle.
The start is where you go.
Whoops, a slap provided a blow.

Blow for blow.
Oh friggin no.
The end never came,.
The map was lame.

Do you make life go all a mapping? From A to Z are you a yapping? Sorry, even the cat knows life doesn't work that way. Your map may as well be toilet paper at your bay. At least then it will have a use. You'll get to use it on your caboose. This post has been mapped out with its pass. For I know it shall end with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.