Poe's Nightmare(A Tribute To Edgar Allan Poe) - Poem by Billy Loving
Rap, rap, raping
Tap, tap, taping
The incessant sound
It's source does confound
Am I going insane?
Just a trick of my brain?
Continuing to befuddle
With lucidity, I struggle
Suddenly, I awake
Looking down, nervous hands still shake
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