ShiVoodoo
NÍVEL 0
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
“Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
- ID: #489575
- Títulos: Nenhum
- Entrou em 1 de jul. de 2014 11:02
- 3 comentários destacados pelos autores
Carregando...
Carregando...
Carregando...
Favoritos
Carregando...
Acesse este conteúdo em outro dispositivo