Sunday, 22 December 2013

Edgar Allan Poe vs Christmas . . . . A poem of Christmas cheer (AH. . .Well)

The Ravens as they headed home tonight in the sunset


Once upon a Christmas Eve dreary, while I pondered weak and weary.
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore’s.
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping.
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chambers doors.
'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, is it the curse of Santa Claws.
Marching severed hands oozing sweat from their pores.


The constant scratching and demonic clip clop of cloven hoofs on my slated roof.
A demonic Red Nosed Reindeer loosening roof slates by the Score.
And while I’m Knotting and neatly Wrapping presents, there is still a tapping.
It must be the curse of Santa Claws the cursed hoards rapping rapping at my chambers doors.
But what if it is a friendly visitor entreating entrance at my chambers doors.
Ho Ho Ho Merry Christmas I can hear. It is the cursed multitude of SANTA CLAWS.



Shouting shouting out into the night.

Poe Poe Poe . . . .  Merry Christmas.



HA HAH HA HHAH HAH AH HAH HAH HAH AHhah ah ah ha ha aha ha ha haha hah ah ahah hahah ah ha ha ha hahah 



Thanks to Mr ESB for his comment last night which planted the seeds of an idea . . . 


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11 comments:

  1. esbboston22 December 2013 at 21:52

    pHoe pHoe pHoe ... That's just the chemist in me talking....

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    1. Rob Z Tobor22 December 2013 at 21:58

      Thanks Mr ESB this would not have happened without you . . . . or Mr Poe.

      Calling Edgar Allen Poe, Mr Poe sort of changes the image of him in my head a bit

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    2. esbboston24 December 2013 at 03:06

      Calling him Mrs Edgar Allen Poe reaLLy changes the image.

      Ha
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    3. esbboston24 December 2013 at 10:37

      I heard on the weather channel you were having a big big storm, hope everything stays put in place and doesn't go rushin' away.

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    4. Rob Z Tobor24 December 2013 at 22:17

      Hello Mr ESB all is well with us but there are lots of floods about and loads of power cuts further south.

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  2. klahanie23 December 2013 at 03:38

    Aha and Mr. Poe's pooetry, sorry, poetry persuasions have come through in your verses of such distinction.

    Santa Claws and his droopy drawers. Full of Poe, um poo.

    A good one to you, Mr. T.

    Mr G. :)

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    1. Rob Z Tobor24 December 2013 at 22:18

      Happy Christmas Mr G I hope you have a good time with Penny the Dog . . . .

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  3. Laura Clipson23 December 2013 at 11:33

    Love it. I probably like it more than the original, and I love Poe's work.

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    1. Rob Z Tobor24 December 2013 at 22:19

      Thanks Miss Laura and a Happy Christmas.....

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  4. neer25 December 2013 at 13:37

    Rob,Rob,Rob....Trust you to come up with something this wacky.

    Have a very Merry Christmas. May you always spread such cheer.

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    1. Rob Z Tobor25 December 2013 at 14:46

      Thank you I will do my best while I have the chance and my brain still sort of works a bit.

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