When traveling I stumbled
On a fork in the road.
I wondered “what is this?”
“Perhaps it’s a code?”
It was the oddest thing
I had seen in my life,
So I took it and put it
With my road spoon and knife.
When traveling I stumbled
On a fork in the road.
I wondered “what is this?”
“Perhaps it’s a code?”
It was the oddest thing
I had seen in my life,
So I took it and put it
With my road spoon and knife.
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