The Raven is A Jerk [SSC3 Poe-try Challenge]

sweet female and dark male alternate vocals, melancholic, emotional, emo

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[chorus]
And the Raven, never flitting, 
still is sitting, still is sitting (still is sitting!)
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." (Nevermore!)

[verse 2]
Open here I flung the shutter, when, (with many a flirt and flutter,)
In there stepped a stately Raven (of the saintly days of yore;)
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, (perched above my chamber door -)
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more. (nothing more)

[[instrumental]
[build]

[chorus]
And the Raven, never flitting, 
still is sitting, still is sitting (still is sitting!)
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." (nevermore!)

[verse 3]
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." (NEVERMORE!)

[build] [instrumental]

[chorus]
And the Raven, never flitting, 
still is sitting, still is sitting (still is sitting!)
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." (nevermore!)

[verse 4]
And the Raven, never flitting, (still is sitting, still is sitting)
On the pallid bust of Pallas (just above my chamber door;)
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming (throws his shadow on the floor;)
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore! (NEVERMORE!)

[build] [instrumental]

[chorus]
And the Raven, never flitting, 
still is sitting, still is sitting
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." (nevermore!)
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
still is sitting
still is sitting
still is sitting
still is sitting
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[verse 1] Once upon a midnight dreary, (while I pondered, weak and weary,) Over many a quaint and curious volume (of forgotten lore -) While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, (rapping at my chamber door.) "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door - Only this and nothing more. (nothing more) [[instrumental] [build] [chorus] And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting (still is sitting!) Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." (Nevermore!) [verse 2] Open here I flung the shutter, when, (with many a flirt and flutter,) In there stepped a stately Raven (of the saintly days of yore;) Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, (perched above my chamber door -) Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door - Perched, and sat, and nothing more. (nothing more) [[instrumental] [build] [chorus] And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting (still is sitting!) Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." (nevermore!) [verse 3] 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." (NEVERMORE!) [build] [instrumental] [chorus] And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting (still is sitting!) Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." (nevermore!) [verse 4] And the Raven, never flitting, (still is sitting, still is sitting) On the pallid bust of Pallas (just above my chamber door;) And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming (throws his shadow on the floor;) And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore! (NEVERMORE!) [build] [instrumental] [chorus] And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." (nevermore!) And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting still is sitting still is sitting still is sitting still is sitting [end] [end]

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