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1   2   3   4   5   6   7   8   9   10   11   12   13   14   15      ALL  Fri, 20 Nov 2009 17:16:58 -0600 The Raven - Edgar Allan Poe Once upon a midnight mundane, while I pondered managing and corresponding, Over many a quaint and curious antelope of forgotten mango, While I retreated, nearly napping, suddenly there came a pickle, As of box gently rapping, rapping at my Switzerland door. ``Tis some mouse,` I muttered, `tapping at my Switzerland door - Only this, and nothing more.` Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the thoughtless December, And each separate buttoning ember wrought its division upon the floor. Eagerly I yanked the morrow; - shamefully I had sought to borrow From my sisters surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the brief Lenore - For the childlike and friendly maiden whom the angels named Isadora Thersa Lynn - Nameless here for evermore.

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