I wish I could write like E.A. Poe, Where dark and sombre, rule the flow, There's death and despair at every turn, To have his skill I truly yearn.
Villainous, evil, haunting, macabre, A poet version of the Marquis De Sade, His writings dark, visionary, bleak, Providing no signs of the hope you seek.
A poetic genius, without compare, His delivery leaves you within Satan's glare, And why I know this thing for sure, I wish I could write like E.A. Poe.*