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Beguiling Black-bird ORIGINAL

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Verse 1
There’s a pallid bust of Pallas
perched above my chamber door.
There’s a lantern lighting malice;
the body cold under the floor.

There’s a cat within the crevice
awaiting richer Earth to till.
There’s my sordid soul smiling
from its perch upon the sill.

Chorus
Once upon a
midnight dreary;
Once upon a
winter’s morn.
The casket’s closed
and eyes are weary;
Make your toast
and sail the storm.


Verse 2
There’s a pallid, busted palace
perched atop an English moor.
There’s wine, run from the chalice;
the masker’s monocle by the door.

There’s a blackbird beguiling;
speaking of Iliad undone.
There’s a jingling jester smiling,
though he’ll never see the sun.

Chorus
Once upon a
midnight dreary;
Once upon a
winter’s morn.
The casket’s closed
and eyes are weary;
Make your toast
and sail the storm.


Interlude –

Chorus
Once upon a
midnight dreary;
Once upon a
winter’s morn.
The casket’s closed
and eyes are weary;
Make your toast
and sail the storm.

A song dedicated to Edgar Allan Poe, inventor of the detective story, sultan of suspense, Huguenot of horror, purveyor of poetry, and all-around great-author-writey-person-who-used-words-good.

Contains references to several of his more well-known works.

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