Hopefully if you're unfamiliar with that song google will comply and locate it for you.
Blue skies out West look deeper in a sense Than Illinois e'er knows, clouds in betrayl 'Non floating laz'ly in such vast seas they'll Assure ye rare pools know, til I from thence Half ache to be in those dear prairies hence As childhood fondly knew, swept to avail Clean of these houses clustered sans aught bail, And where the Thunderbirds roar through fr'intents. I said I'd join the Air Force, but Dad fer All that said: No. And that is better too. Yet oh! the Rocky Mountains! O those pure, Unfathomed bluest skies! What is't that'd woo Me from their depths? I feel it 'non bestir My soul, just watching from afar. And you?
Or mebbe I'll record myself singing it one of these days...only the chorus, though--"Colorado, THAT's King Sooper's Way, That's King Sooper's Way...." Is it called Aldi's in the armpit?
I said The Raven Am The Raven Of Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
And I said The Raven Am The Raven Of Edgar Allan Poe.
Apparently there's a rave on - Shall we go?
Yes - let us go then you and I As the evening is spread out Against the sky.
But not like a patient Etherised upon a table.
Let us like Thunderbirds Not gentle go into this dark night.
So dressed in sable White gloves And whistles They went on their way - Not looking forward To conversations about Michelangelo at all.
For as we all know Old age should rave and burn At close of day. And not just fizzle out.
More big shout...........................................
And rave until you fall.
Both Edgar Allan Poe and Samuel Taylor Coleridge did both write poems called The Raven. The latter's is one of the most dispiriting and disconcerting pieces of vindictive revenge in the English language.T S Eliot and Dylan Thomas did write poems called The Love Song of J Alfred Purfrock and Do Not Gentle Go Into That Good Night respectively and lines from both poems appear here in various guises. If you know niether both would make most anthologies of 20th century poetry.
And honestly white gloves and whistles were common on the rave scene in the early days.