A Midsummer Nights Dream

The Ocean surf slipped swiftly between my toes,
Washing away all of my woes,
Lying next to my was non other than Edgar Allen Poe.

We retired to a safe haven,
Where we discussed the making of "The Raven",
And we laughed when the sky caved in.





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