All outside is white as snow,
except for Edgar Allen's crow.
Quietly and so serene,
till Edgar Allen's crow does scream.
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Well, crows are a menace too many a times.. Thanks for sharing Ken.. Witty and nice...
you've got to love the insanity that leads you to identifying with Poe...you have one of the best imaginations I've come across...great work.
Really fascinating, I'll have to read something by E.A. Poe now :)