The Shortcut
The Shortcut
By Elton Camp
Curtis is confident of his ability to navigate
At finding the best shortcut, he sure is great
He never wants to take the long way around
When a more efficient route can be found
He was running late one day when driving
To avoiding being tardy, he was striving
If direct through the mountains he could pass,
Curtis would save lots of time & gallons of gas
A little-used pathway he happened to see
He said, “That looks like a better way to me.”
Just as had been Curtis’ expectation
It started out in the correct direction
The road began to grow narrow and steep
So he cut his speed way down to a creep
Ever upward the shorter route went
Until it became a terribly scary ascent
To the right was a solid wall of stone
Left was a cliff and he would be gone
For him to turn around, there was no way
Quite embarrassed, Curtis had this to say
“For once, I believe I’ve made a blunder.
I sure hope it doesn’t put me six feet under.”
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