Saturday, May 7, 2011

Poe


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 someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, 'tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'
Tis from then, I opened the door, we from there crept to the floor,
And everybody walked the dinosaur.