Living on the fringes
Of society's thought
The Old Man Poe
In measerured rhyhme
Tells what he sees
Without concern for taboo.
He tells of his friends
Macabre, Fright, Darkness.
Singing their tales and dreams
Making others shudder:
Their thoughts are where
Nightmares are made.
Their sanity is where
Psychoses are born.
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