Plant MONSTER. posted:did not delete it after 24 hours... it is now the 25th hour and there is loud knocking at my door Once upon an afternoon dreary, while I pondered stoned and weary, Over many a quaint and nostalgic cartridge of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my condo door. "'poo poo's hosed dude," I muttered, "some guy is tapping at my condo door - Only this, and nothing more." |
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Aug 22, 2020 21:36
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Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a trapse and mutter, In there stepped a stately officer of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched next too my bathroom door - Perched next to a thrust of console just next to my bathroom door - Perched, and smoked, and nothing more. |
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Aug 22, 2020 21:38
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But the officer, lying lonely to the cartridge thrust, spoke only, That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a whisker did he flutter - Till I scarcely more than muttered "Duuuuude, everyone does it" On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the officer said, "Nevermore." |
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Aug 22, 2020 21:41
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