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A Parody of Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven
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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
720
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
A Parody of Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven
Author's Note-Please, Please review. I write faster when I know someone's reading.
A tribute to The Raven
Once my world was dark and dreary, never saw just one thing clearly,
Tried so hard as much as any persons ever tried before,
Was like a fish caught in trapping, never aged, always a sapling
Was so tired of all the napping, napping away my life...no more
Blood to my head is slowly seeping, leaving me broken to the core
And, still, life is such a bore.
All I can remember, is the whispers of "Be limber."
And my crimson regret, dripping to the floor.
As he began to get a flow; -his eye gaze, he tried to keep it low
Because a conscience might grow- grow and then cry out "No more!"
Because this was something neither he nor I had done before.
Shameless here before God's door
We both were so uncertain, when the pain came and it started hurtin'
Healed me- filled me with terrific pleasures never felt before
Nothing heard above the beating, our bodies found each other meeting
Then we moved the whole ordeal, so close to heaven, on the floor
Yes we moved the whole ordeal, so close to heaven, on the floor
He had me screaming, wanting more.
Just then our bond grew even stronger, nothing ever could seem wronger,
Stretching, teasing, pleasing making him scream upon my bedroom floor;
Still tired of my life of napping, but no longer was I sapling,
But he was still my trapping, trapping my body on the floor,
I was scared my parents heard you- so here I locked the door;-
Now just us, and nothing more.
Deep into me you were going, long and hard, growing and flowing,
Wondering, asking, asking things no one has ever thought before
But the screams were broken, by words silently spoken,
Then the words that came was said nonchalant upon the bedroom floor.
"Go fix me a sandwich, girl, and don't forget to close the door."
Off he rolled and nothing more.
I stood up from the floor, so i wouldn't kill him, mainly,
Though his request was answered - as he shooed me to the door;
No girl, could not help agreeing that this man was 'bout to catch a beating
If he thought I was going out to the kitchen and out that bedroom door-
He opened his mouth to mutter something as he laid on the floor,
And this word came out as, "Whore."
As I started all the cutting, all the slicing, all the dicing
The part below his waist, it quickly dropped, onto the floor;
And his mouth started screaming, of the horror he was seeing,
And his dick, that was bleeding and bouncing, on the floor;
"Now who's the whore?" I say, throughout all the gore
His dick is lost, forevermore.
A tribute to The Raven
Once my world was dark and dreary, never saw just one thing clearly,
Tried so hard as much as any persons ever tried before,
Was like a fish caught in trapping, never aged, always a sapling
Was so tired of all the napping, napping away my life...no more
Blood to my head is slowly seeping, leaving me broken to the core
And, still, life is such a bore.
All I can remember, is the whispers of "Be limber."
And my crimson regret, dripping to the floor.
As he began to get a flow; -his eye gaze, he tried to keep it low
Because a conscience might grow- grow and then cry out "No more!"
Because this was something neither he nor I had done before.
Shameless here before God's door
We both were so uncertain, when the pain came and it started hurtin'
Healed me- filled me with terrific pleasures never felt before
Nothing heard above the beating, our bodies found each other meeting
Then we moved the whole ordeal, so close to heaven, on the floor
Yes we moved the whole ordeal, so close to heaven, on the floor
He had me screaming, wanting more.
Just then our bond grew even stronger, nothing ever could seem wronger,
Stretching, teasing, pleasing making him scream upon my bedroom floor;
Still tired of my life of napping, but no longer was I sapling,
But he was still my trapping, trapping my body on the floor,
I was scared my parents heard you- so here I locked the door;-
Now just us, and nothing more.
Deep into me you were going, long and hard, growing and flowing,
Wondering, asking, asking things no one has ever thought before
But the screams were broken, by words silently spoken,
Then the words that came was said nonchalant upon the bedroom floor.
"Go fix me a sandwich, girl, and don't forget to close the door."
Off he rolled and nothing more.
I stood up from the floor, so i wouldn't kill him, mainly,
Though his request was answered - as he shooed me to the door;
No girl, could not help agreeing that this man was 'bout to catch a beating
If he thought I was going out to the kitchen and out that bedroom door-
He opened his mouth to mutter something as he laid on the floor,
And this word came out as, "Whore."
As I started all the cutting, all the slicing, all the dicing
The part below his waist, it quickly dropped, onto the floor;
And his mouth started screaming, of the horror he was seeing,
And his dick, that was bleeding and bouncing, on the floor;
"Now who's the whore?" I say, throughout all the gore
His dick is lost, forevermore.