Sounds like a bad day turned out OK Hes:)
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Up late, chatting with mates,
Mrs. Merry shouts
Let's av some decorum,
Gerrof that Forum!:sneaky:
Sleep well all:)
I think this poem has been posted before, in fact I'm sure it has but what the heck :)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
On't forum again,
Sez Mrs.Merry with a smirk,
Not for long,
Sup your coffee and gerrof to work!