Goonhub
11-20-2024, 09:08 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-23-2024, 01:13 PM by Frank_Stein. Edited 1 time in total.)
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 some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
FRANK EDIT: Take thy beak from out mine heart and take thy form from out my door
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
FRANK EDIT: Take thy beak from out mine heart and take thy form from out my door