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Pile O'Bones
Join Date: Apr 2010
Location: Dancing alone in the madness
Posts: 19
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Sorry if this isn't too good.
Original: Robert Frost's The Road not Taken ______________________________ 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 __________________________________ 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.
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____________ Look my friends, here's a pretty Hobbit skin to wrap an Elven princeling in! |
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