give the roads the finger
i shall be telling this with a sigh
somewhere ages and ages hence
two roads diverged in a wood and I -
roll around in the dirt laughing because its a BUNCH OF ABSOLUTE HORSESHIT! two miserable roads?
let me machete my way past marauding lions instead! how about i take the one never traveled by and you take your difference and shove it? that last line is ironic, right?
somewhere ages and ages hence
two roads diverged in a wood and I -
roll around in the dirt laughing because its a BUNCH OF ABSOLUTE HORSESHIT! two miserable roads?
let me machete my way past marauding lions instead! how about i take the one never traveled by and you take your difference and shove it? that last line is ironic, right?
posted by Capegirl at 5:55 PM
7 Comments:
brave
too true
(we both seem to have had it in for frost lately)
wow! Capegirl.... you harbor too much frustration...Wanna wrestle?
I liked the original poem because the paths weren't all that different anyway, and Frost makes fun of his friend. But somehow I think Capegirl has moved on. Or not. We are left behind to talk about it.
floots> i just read that poem of yours. must have missed it before. :)
tim> sure but i warn you, i'm good and i'm angry... :)
steve> i was really just poking fun at myself. i have no issue with frosts poetry or any poetry. i view them a bit like therapy..you can say what ya want.
thanks - we'll listen
siggy i think you might be right!
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