~A parody inspired by "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost~
Two drunks converged in a crowded bar And sorry that I knew them both And be one patron, long I stared Looking out for each I really cared As both of them bent I swore an oath;
I helped the one, and deemed it fair He having perhaps the better claim His eyes more glassy and worse for wear Though the other also was passed out there In reality both wasted about the same.
And both next morning equally lay In heaps their missteps left them in. Oh, I wished them both a better day! Yet knowing how wine can make you stray, I concluded they both would repeat their sin.
Forever I’ll be telling this with a sigh Everywhere ages and ages hence: Two drunks converged in a bar, and I— I helped the one most weakened by, Stirred but not shaken in diffidence.