Cometina

Cometina, November came And you were gone Some say you Took the train to Australia But can that be?... I think not. Cometina, In April You returned If only for a day; I've heard stories That you ran to Africa But that's impossible! And yet This isn't helpful I still have no idea Where you could be. January is here I tell them You can't have run to Africa Across the ocean But I'm dismissed as crazy. Guess it's a good thing I didn't tell them There is no train to Australia.