Selladore
Yesterday I went to sell a door
At the home of Theodore
Above him on a branch, The Raven
Below laid cellar-door
They opened, revealing, the one I so adore
But I cannot reach her, nevermore
Copyright © Liberty Robbins | Year Posted 2012
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