One Of My Favorite Poets - Poem by Sunprincess
through a portal in the sands of time,
we travel back to the year eighteen forty nine;
swizzle...there we find a man,
who can pen a nice line,
and you ask,
who is this man?
everyone knows..Edgar Allan Poe,
he was no craven, he flew with a raven!
when we find POE dressed in clothes not his own,
in severe distress on the streets of Baltimore;
astonished are we, so deathly sick was he,
and not misbehavin', only unshaven
swiftly we carry him to Washington College Hospital
whereupon the grim reaper meets him four days later, O' POET!
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
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