The Lane Not Taken
Brooke Hackman
Two lanes diverged at the yellow arches, And sorry I could not go through both Long I sat as my throat parches Thinking of my order, filled with starches I must pick one lane and take an oath; While waiting, the other looks just as good, Considering my lane had become busy, My lane looked nice as it should; But the wait times I clearly misunderstood, Within ten minutes, I’m in a tizzy Beforehand, both lanes equally lay Empty pavement, for me to choose Oh, I kept the first for another day! But the terrible service had led me to sway I definitely left some bad reviews. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere, an employee should get fired Two lanes diverged at McDonald’s, and I --I took the one less traveled by How did those idiots get hired?
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