A Walk in Deep Green WoodA Poem by Samuel DickensWhich way do I go?Two roads there were in deep green wood I knew not which to choose So I scratched my groggy head And took a shot of booze Left or right, I didn’t know But wanted to be fair And so that whiskey bottle I tossed into the air It landed pointing somewhat left And gave so-so direction To the path that was the best Or close enough, I reckon Stumbling down that grassy way I fired up my ol’ bong But when I saw the zombie horde I knew I'd chosen wrong Hey, you zombies, go away And do not eat my brain I meant to take the other path Not dead meat lover's lane A gruesome dinner, I became And soon the lights went off I swear the one who ate the most Looked like Robert Frost © 2014 Samuel DickensAuthor's Note
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Added on April 23, 2011Last Updated on October 10, 2014 AuthorSamuel DickensAlma, ARAboutGreetings, all. I'm a seventy-six year-old father of three sons who enjoys writing, art, music, motorcycles, cooking, and a few other things. From 1967 to 1988, I served in the US Navy, where I travel.. more..Writing
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