Tuesday, January 07, 2003 :::
 

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'

Edgar Allen Poe The Raven
Read the rest,
Poe's the Best

::: posted by Mega at 8:44 AM

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