Who did you in, Mister Edgar Allan Poe?
Was it corrupt politicians, cooping you to vote?
Did your cat sink his rabid teeth into your throat?
How did you die, Mister Poe?
What was it killed you, my dear friend Edgar?
Your heart or your kidneys, I don't think it was your liver.
Was it dipsomania or perhaps it was murder?
How did you die, Mister Poe?
Did you plot your own death, like a mystery novel?
Did you fall in with companions who forced you to grovel?
Did you die with regrets, did you purchase your own shovel?
How did you die, Mister Poe?
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joshua mertz
October 13, 2015
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How, indeed...
Love the archaic, Hudibrastic rhymes. (Edgar, liver, murder et al) Perhaps an answering poem? This has a stumblingy lilty loveliness to it.
Neil McKay
October 14, 2015
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Answer away, Mr. Mertz!
Answer away, Mr. Mertz!