It’s worth a listen. “The Raven”, by Edgar Allan Poe, read by James Earl Jones.
I did not create this, and I did not come up with this little poem. My friends sent this to me, and I thought it was appropriate—in the English major sense—for this site.
Once upon a dim stage dreary, while I twirled, weak and weary
Under many quaint and curious gaze’s of voyeurs wanting more
While I spun round, nearly falling, suddenly there came a calling
…
the voice of which was quite appalling, appalling and it screamed out “WHORE”
Tis’ some drunkard, I muttered, screaming out the insult “WHORE”
Only this and nothing more.
Edgar Allan Bro!
I’m no literary expert, but I’m pretty positive this was how it was originally written.
(via incipere)
I think I love this.

