Edgar Allen Poe
The time runs to an end.
No clock hands will bend.
But when time finally ends.
No one can yet forget.
The late great Edgar Allen Poe.
When the angels come knocking.
And it seems so very shocking.
The sound of a door locking.
Yet no one can forget.
The sinister yet shameless Poe.
Yet time runs to an end.
No time can the Lord lend.
Now the Devil can apprehend.
There will be no banquette.
For the poor Edgar Allen Poe.
