Pen-Ing a Poem

and the wise owl said; I’m looking at you, that is who Don’t try to hide, I know you have lied You try to pretend with that silly grin but your head will spin when they take you in. You’ll spend some time for the cheating crime Stealing his pen name, cost him his fame Identity thief stole all that he had left Changing his works to meet your quirks You quoted the raven and penned as a craven Now that you did, Poe’s lore is nevermore