I don’t get it.
“Would you ever get another parrot, Mr. Poe?”
“Nevermore. They’re annoying. This one drives me crackers.”
Easy. Just teach the parrot to say “nevermore”.
How about this EA?
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
-Vincent Price in Thriller
The Raven replaced the parrot…. seems this generation doesn’t know the poet world…pitiful
Before the parrot he had a pet slug named Eric… but it didn’t do much.
“Polly wants a cracker! Or else!”
Quoth the Ravens, “Baltimore!”
Why is Poe waving a black bra on a stick ?
Wulff & Morgenthaler