NaPoWriMo 5: The Backwards Route

When I travel on this backwards road,
I always take it slow.
For I never know when some backwards beast,
Will come, pass by, or go.

And when I climb this backwards mountain,
I cannot look around.
For I know that if I happen to look,
I'll see that up is down.

And when I brave this backwards forest,
I must listen very close.
For I can't afford to run into,
A very backwards ghost.

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