Quoth the Raven, 'Birdorable'
But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, That one word, as if his soul in that one word deplorable. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered - Till I scarely more than muttered 'Other friends, adorable, have flown before. On the morrow he will leave me.' Then the bird said, 'Birdorable'
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