Whose blog this is I think I know.
I thought it was iVillage though;
No one will see me stopping here
To watch the list of comments grow.
My little Mac must think it queer
To stop and read at this site, here
Elijah Wood and Rikki Lake?
I think I need to crack a beer.
I give my sleepy head a shake
I'm sure this stop is a mistake.
I need to dust, I need to sleep
But . . . Brit did WHAT?! . . . I'm such a flake.
The posts are racy, hardly deep.
And I have promises to keep,
And piles of crap I need to sweep,
And piles of crap I need to sweep.
With thanks to perezhilton.com. Original poem stolen from The Poetry Foundation
Robert Frost, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” from The Poetry of Robert Frost,
edited by Edward Connery Lathem. Copyright 1923, �© 1969 by Henry Holt
and Company, Inc., renewed 1951, by Robert Frost. Reprinted with the
permission of Henry Holt and Company, LLC.
Source: The Random House Book of Poetry for Children (1983)