The Road Not Eaten
Two roads diverged from a yellow banana
And sorry I could not eat both
And be one eater and not gain weight, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in someone's underwear
Then ate the other, just as fair
To where it bent in someone's underwear
Then ate the other, just as fair
And having perhaps the better brown spots
Because it was soft and wanted to be a pear
Though as for that does not make sense
But they were both about the same
But they were both about the same
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence, or perhaps tomorrow:
Two roads diverged from a yellow banana, and I --
I ate the one with the better brown spots,
And that has made all the difference because now I have gas.
- Godzilla
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