[Orofarne]

Sorry if this isn't too good.

Original: Robert Frost's The Road not Taken
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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.

Mine: Samwise Gamgee's The Funeral Not Attended
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Two friends diverged near a Golden Wood,
And sorry I could not attend to both
And be one Hobbit, long I stood
And stared at one as long as I could
To where he died in the undergrowth;

Then followed the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Beacause Gandalf told me to follow him there;
Though, as for that the orders there
Had been really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
Near woods orc feet had trodden black
Oh, I kept Boromir 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 near a Wood and I--
I took the one that leads to the Eye,
And that has made all the difference.


Sorry Mr. Frost, Mr. Tolkien, but I hope you both understand.