I walked one day on a Möbius strip
Just ’cause I felt like taking a trip.
It seemed so easy, ’til I found
A land where things were turned around
Yes, turned around! Try as I might
I couldn’t tell my left from right
The food they had all tasted funny
The print was backwards on their money!
Now, much as I do like to roam
I just wanted to go home
But I found out to my dismay
The path would only go one way.
They say you can’t go home again,
The world I’d known was gone. But then
“The hell with it,” I said. “Instead,
“Why don’t I just forge ahead?”
So I found another Möbius strip
And started on a second trip
It made no sense I know, and yet
How much wronger could things get?
And sure enough when I’d gone round
That second strip, it seems I found
Another land where things were good
And left to right went like it should
Food was yummy, words looked right
I thought I’d maybe spend the night
Now here I am, still on that trip
To the land beyond the Möbius strip