In the afternoon day of
his lifetime, he adore and
love nature, he sat on the
odd looking tree branch
in couple levels high, he
expense both of his legs
straight and loose, he got
his world class notebook
and unique pen to write a
deepest poem in the
century, he wrote with
passion, he tell the story about
one blackened crow of
birds called the Raven, he got
the amazing talent, right
through of his antique young
eyes to see the crow on
his shoulder, Edgar got some
bread crumbs, he fed the
crow name as Raven, he pet
the bird nice and soft,
Edgar jumped off the tree branch
himself handily and easy,
he goes to his wonderful
journey to the ongoing
land, he found the castle he truly
dreamed for, he found his
true love, he saw and see his
wife to be in his own
heart, he wrote many good delightful
poems about her too, he
leaped his love to her nonstop
beautifully and charm, he
gets into trouble mode, he use
his own code to see the
land himself
Written by
Michael James Brindley
11-7-15
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