And be two travelers, long I stood
And looked down once as far as I could
To where it bent the truth and killed the growth
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was expedient and wanted wear,
And as for that passing there
Had brought me closer to power and fame
And both that evening equally lay
In leaves no honest man had trodden black

Oh, I walked the first (and second) for another play!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a smirk
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood and I (a jerk)
Took both roads with perfidious work
And that has made all the difference

Sub(Mitt)ed by Rev. Dr. Thomas Bentz, presently of New Jersey