29 November 2012
Hello again, and today is Wednesday, November 28, 2012. Today I'd like to write a short rhyming poem that doesn't have any meter because I'm rubbish at using meters. Enjoy.
Let me talk of the plight of an orphan child, The child whose manner was not meek nor mild, The child whose mother passed on the day, When this child was not yet three, Oh don't fool yourself into calmness, For the words he wrote will show you madness, Have you not heard the horror of Baltimore, Of the man who shall be nevermore, Of the death stricken ravens, To their consumption ridden havens, For fear and its delight, And our fatal human plight, I say to those who say it isn't so, Let me introduce you to Mr. Allan Poe
As always,
ZenMercury, Keep calm, and nevermore, Mr Poe, nevermore.
74.A Poem • Opuss № I