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"Nevermore," quothe the Raven
Sitting o'er my writing desk.
Poetry to me is craven,
Writing it is torturesque.
E.A.P. contriv'ed quite morose
Of hearts and skulls and streets to Rue;
Prose and poetry somewhat verbose,
To problem psyches he held true.
Oft from the glass my glare return
As through the dark my homework taunts.
Ka-thump, ka-thump my heart doth yearn,
But dreams of day my weak mind haunts.
Twixt mind and pen there is a block,
So in the morn I'll just ad hoc.
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Literature
Poe Try
"Nevermore," quothe the Raven
Sitting o'er my writing desk.
Poetry to me is craven,
Writing it is torturesque.
E.A.P. contriv'ed quite morose
Of hearts and skulls and streets to Rue;
Prose and poetry somewhat verbose,
To problem psyches he held true.
Oft from the glass my glare return
As through the dark my homework taunts.
Ka-thump, ka-thump my heart doth yearn,
But dreams of day my weak mind haunts.
Twixt mind and pen there is a block,
So in the morn I'll just ad hoc.
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Literature
Poe Try
"Nevermore," quothe the Raven
Sitting o'er my writing desk.
Poetry to me is craven,
Writing it is torturesque.
E.A.P. contriv'ed quite morose
Of hearts and skulls and streets to Rue;
Prose and poetry somewhat verbose,
To problem psyches he held true.
Oft from the glass my glare return
As through the dark my homework taunts.
Ka-thump, ka-thump my heart doth yearn,
But dreams of day my weak mind haunts.
Twixt mind and pen there is a block,
So in the morn I'll just ad hoc.
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