Claude P. DeHerrera

Colorado Springs, CO, USA

Nevermore

Once upon a midnight dark and dreary
In those golden days of yore
Lived an old man as slap happy
As the stories that he told
It was a while he was drinking
With his eyes just a barely blinking
There comes a rap tap tapping
At his little cabin door
'Tis a visitor he stutters
Takes a drink and staggers towards the door
Then he heard a rap tap tapping
Somewhat louder than before
Takes a drink and opens wide the door
Deep into the darkness cussing swearing fearing
For he never saw a soul
Then he heard a loud crack of thunder
As he broke his bottle on the floor
Never will I ever drink again
No, sir never drink again forever
Never never never never more
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