Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Happy Anniversary, Boojums!


Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.


Doh!

2 comments:

Cranky Yankee said...

Thankee!!!!!!

K. A. Laity said...

Hee hee!