gibibyte.net (poetry archive)
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. -Robert Frost
159 A little bread—a crust—a crumb— A little trust—a demijohn— Can keep the soul alive— Not portly, mind! but breathing—warm— Conscious—as old Napoleon, The night before the Crown! A modest lot—A fame petite— A brief Campaign of sting and sweet Is plenty! Is enough! A Sailor's business is the shore! A Soldier's—balls! Who asketh more, Must seek the neighboring life! -Emily Dickinson
MONDAY DOGS BRING MACE AND DUCT TAPE TO TIE UP DOGS MOUTH FIND OPENING IN GARDEN BECAUSE THAT'S WEAR SHE COMES THROUGH PARK CAR IN STRAWBERRIES AND WALK DOWNCOME UP WITH EXCUSELIKE SHE LEFT HER INSULIN AND I'M RETURNING HER CAKE DISH SHE MADE A CAKE FOR ME AND MY FIANCE YOU GUYS ARE INVITED TO THE WEDDING ITS OCT 3GO TO SPORTS AUTHORITY GET LADIES SHOES JACKET GET BEARD GET ICE PICK FROM GROCERY STORE STICK ICE PICK THROUGH HIS EAR -Edward Shenk