FRANK WESTCOTT - THE POET*THE SINGER*THE LYRIC MAKER*THE SHORT STORY WRITER
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FORK IN THE ROAD

~~ Came to a fork in the road. Already eaten, so picked it up and pocketed it. Ate again, later. Forgot about the fork in pocket and used a spoon on the table. The one the waitress brought. The spoon, not the table. The table was already there. Then figured, if you come to a fork in the road, best to use the spoon. Especially, if you are about to have soup. ~~
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