The Land Of Edgar Allan

Remember The Raven?
We do around here.
The Domino too, upon sunset appears.
A fallen man's point.
An introvert's harbor.
Twas the land of Edgar Allan.
Need I say more?
E'er fouls, walks, run.
Not Edgar's Raven, the orange and black one.
Black-eyed Susan's - my back yard.
The dock of the bay - my front door.
Twas the land of Edgar Allan, hon
E'er, I say more.

by HediTedi.

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