Moondog - I’m just a hop-head

I’m just a hop-head, and so I’ll be, till I’m dead.
I started hopping when first I hopped into bed.
I took up hop scotch, which had me hopping all day;
But that was kid stuff, and soon I put it away.
I took up fishing, and when the river was low,
I look to hopping, from stone to stone, fish or no,
As I grew older, I took up sailing at sea;
Went island-hopping, a navigational spree.
I’m now a space-man; my flying saucer is fast.
Though slow in coming, I’m panet-hopping, at last.
I’ve reached my limit; no wider worlds to be won.
I’m so unhappy, I wish I’d never begun.