Two Sad Men in an Alley at Sun Set

Once an old drunk asked me, his apprentice, to do the impossible.

He asked,
"Young man, please tell me where the forest is?"
I was confused, and then I said to him, "Respectable sir,
I know you and you know me. We have drunken
From the same paper sack
As we watched the sunrise that we planed to watch silhouette the city skyline.
You know that I have never and will never plane on seeing the forest.
I refuse to even wonder where it is."

He, my good friend, was smiling;

Then I asked of him, "Respectable sir
 why are you asking anyway?"

He tossed his head back, looked at me sideways,
And slyly said,
"Well,
I plan on going there."

We both laughed.
It was a good joke.

May 3, 2007
      11:45 P.M.
      Alistaire Macrae

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