For the X in Sam's phone

A compass always points north
magnetic drag on the tiny arrow
and it's all up with freedom
There's only one way to go.
That seems to be how it works
with you too.
Up your arrow goes
and like a hound enslaved
to his sniffing nose
you are off
to wag your tail
around another painted hydrant.
Red is such a trashy colour.
Maybe that's your magnetism
working away.
Cheap tin, and plastic,
good enough to fool you.
So here's to gold, and here's to north
and to good riddance.
Follow your nose wherever it goes
I don't have to put up with your
shhh....