The Road Not Taken

This is a parody of The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

See, two roads might diverge in any wood,

And sorry you cannot travel both

And remain a single traveler, stand you could

And look down one far if you would

To where it bends in the undergrowth.

You might take the other, might be fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

For it is grassy and wants wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Has worn them really about the same.

Both roads any morning equally lay

In leaves no step has trodden black.

Oh! you might keep the first for another day!

Yet you know how way leads on to way,

You should doubt to ever come back.

And you'll be telling that with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

That two roads diverged in a wood, and you --

You took the one less traveled route,

And that, surprisingly, made all the difference!