I'm sure plenty of you have had similar assignments...this was extra credit, but it's Friday and I won't get to show it off to my teacher and class until Monday, so I thought "Why not post it on YWS?"
Well, enjoy. 
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Oh, and just in case you don't catch it, the narrator is actually Poe himself.
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Many a night I sat in thought, and with an acid pen I wrought
Far too many a dark and mysterious piece of accursed bore,
While I prodded, hardly caring with whom my incest I was sharing,
At the paper softly tearing, tearing through upon the door.
“This is brilliant!” I exclaimed, tearing through upon the door--
“It’s junk like this my fans adore!”
Oh, succinctly I intended to write useless words, pretended
That I could resist the urge to make my readers, critics, snore.
Patiently I waited, biding; - wasting time often spent riding
On the waves of fame still rising - rising from atrocious lore -
But on this night I did desire to write something slightly more -
Something not a Gothic snore.
So I lightened up the blackened room with logs I set a-crackin’,
Glowing - showing all my terrible errors never seen before;
Somehow now, with resolve waning, I heard a harsh, sharp complaining,
Of some protestor - now I must repeat this line only once more -
Some late protestor - this is what I get for using over-patterned forms -
This he said, and nothing more:
Presently: “Your prose is lacking; you need fundamental backing,
Sir,” said he, “Or else a few more ways of writing about your ‘horror‘.”
But instead of his words heeding, out I went into the evening,
And so madly was I pleading - pleading him to speak no more -
“Get off of me, you creepy guy!” and from my groping arms he tore,
Then ran, and ran, and ran s’more.
Deep into that darkness wandering, long I mumbled, thinking, pondering,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no writer ever dared to dream before,
But the paper was undamaged; Not much else could my mind manage.
With only this one word written upon the paper, they’ll all adore,
I alone knew, raving mad though I surely was, and so I wrote some more
About this word nevermore.
Definitely deserving of a gold star! I'm sure even Poe himself would be amused...
I don't mind reading junk other people wrote, but when it was mine I was nervous as heck.
Points: 890
Reviews: 14
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