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On the park bench in the starkness of a city facing darkness,
I was drinking, feeling tipsy, working on some poetry.
Close by me was something lurking; suddenly it started jerking,
and it seemed that it was twerking!, How could I write poetry?
“Will you stop!” I fairly bellowed, “I am writing poetry!”
But it jerked incessantly.

I was reaching now my limit, but it acted like a dimwit,
covered up by nearby bushes. What it was I had to see!
Though the thing was well in my sight, how I wish I had a flash light,
for it had become a dark night, and this thing was close by me!
Poetry was fleeing from me. This thing was too close by me,
and it twerked incessantly.

I could see the bushes moving. It was like the thing was grooving.
But to what could it be grooving with no beat or melody?
What it heard, I was not hearing; in the shadows I sat peering
wondering if it was leering. How could I write poetry
if that thing was leering at me as I wrote my poetry?
It just jerked incessantly.

Though my heart was filled with such dread, boldly I spoke up and I said,
“You there, like some kind of pervert, just how crazy can you be?
Show yourself. Why are you irking me, like Miley Cyrus twerking
in the bushes where you’re lurking oh so close by me?
But the figure uttered nothing though it was so close by me
twerking on incessantly.

Finally I got much bolder. Getting up, I walked right over
to those bushes where the figure hid. I had to see!
What I saw in New York City in that park was not too pretty!
And for me it was a pity, it destroyed my poetry, 
For I’m finding out now when I want to write more poetry
it flows not incessantly.

In my mind it stays forever. Will it ever leave? No, never.
What I saw still haunts me when I try to write my poetry.
I just see that creature lurking in the bushes ever jerking
with its tiny butt a ‘twerking. What an ugly creepy monkey
Why the heck can’t I forget the sight of that dumb monkey
twerking there incessantly?!

(A parody on The Raven, trying to use the same meter and line length of Poe's poem. My apologies if I veered too far off course in how it inspired me!!)



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  1. Date: 9/30/2014 7:22:00 PM

    You didn't steer off course, the monkey you see had a thick coat of fur, it's color not unusual a dark RAVEN black. Again I'm sorry, please forgive me but I need to FAV this one. A brilliant write, the style is as Poe as it gets. Handling the levity while maintaining the classical music of this particular piece was the challenge you faced and met. A very creative take in order to separate yourself from the crowd. BRAVO!
  1. Date: 9/30/2014 11:31:00 AM

    smiling andrea delightfully beautifully penned piece dear friend
  1. Date: 9/30/2014 6:59:00 AM

    I will now call you Edgar Allan, freaky weird that you can switch from one form to another and do it so well.
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 8:46:00 PM

    I become vociferous and violent if savages interrupt my focus on poetry Andrea. It takes a real jerk to twerk, monkeys are known to go berserk. Xool social commentary poem. J.A.B.
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 8:43:00 PM it Andrea...hugs Tim
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 7:01:00 PM

  1. Date: 9/29/2014 6:16:00 PM

    WOOOOOW OMG I love it! You killed it (In a positive way of course)
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 6:04:00 PM

    I enjoyed your time sitting on the bench. Leary of that eerie queery little mench. Ever present in the back of your mind. Look if you want, I don't think you will ever find. The herky jerky twerky twit. Forever beguiling us when we sit. Peace. :) Really enjoyed this style from you Andrea.
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 5:55:00 PM

    you are a great poe et Andrea - I was laughing from start to finish at this brilliant rhyme - hugs Jan xxx
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 5:47:00 PM

    HAHAAHAHA oh this was funny, I enjoyed this so very much! Haha, well done lady, your good, that is a modern day poe :)