# a bit of a play on robert frosts famous poem
# my apologies if this treads on your toes
# but its my way working the thign out
two paths llie before me
one that is hard to see
the other way lies open
set out as it shoudl be
the other road is treacherous
down paths steep and hard
where dangers lurk with hidden snares
to catch teh traveller
or they who dare
the other way is easier
lying open to the view
a road laid down with proper care
where the sun shines down on you
i took the one less travelled
it seems i had no choice
but the journey gives a tale to tell
though it takes you through a living hell
who is it asks teh question
who is ti plans the route
some reason lies behind these thigns
that may yet calm the doubt