In Poe's dark forbidding night
When there can be no sight
Of the dangers lurking near
Of which there is much to fear.
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They came and took Ben away,
Just after the break of day.
The dog didn't understand
What had happened to his man.
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Rudy Giuliani
Late to the show was His'oner
But later late than never
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Are all poets mad?
That's the question, to be had
Maybe posed by Shakespeare (As well he might
in Winter's Night.)
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To Humbug Molly, her ilk, and all
Misfortune attend and disaster befall!
May life be to her a succession of hurts;
May fleas by the bushel inhabit her skirts;
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Sharp on one end
Rubber on th' other
Useful for writing
Like no other.
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Alas, it had to end
For you see, it was my friend
That stole into my garden near
And took down the fruit, so dear.
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There lies the body cold and wet
Left by the survivors less we forget
A shadow of what was and would never be again
The reminder that greatness is a fickle thing.
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At first there were majors, five
It is not to be denied
They provided services
Expected of financial houses.
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Five judges at a cat show
were in a conference room
when the lights went out.
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