Topic #30 The Fork In The Road

It happened again, just like before.

I was perplexed...and headed for the door.

I walked down the path that led to the road,

Then heard a scary noise...and decided it was a toad.

The road came into view and I started to look

I had never seen one, nor read of one in a book.

My Mother had been very clear when speaking with my Dad.

She said "...FORK, IN, THE, ROAD.." and I was very glad

That she wasn't talking to me. She was BEING VERY BLUNT...

SO I WAS ON A SEARCH... I WAS ON A HUNT

For a FORK IN THE ROAD; I am sure it is there.

Perhaps I will see it, and then I will stare

And wonder how I've missed it, sitting on the ground

In the middle of the road, waiting to be found.

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I never found that fork while searching on that day.

I came to where the road divides, and really wanted to play.

So I went up the hill and get my friend to run

To the playground, so we could have some fun.

I think sometimes, and I am very glad I did not go down the hill,

For evil lurked down there...once there was a shrill.

It was only a baby screech owl, but I am VERY SURE

If I had gone that way, I would have caught something

           FOR WHICH

                                   THERE

                                                   IS

                                                           NO

                                                                      CURE.