Friday, December 17, 2010

Quoth The Dongslinger, Nevermore.

Posted by Sean Doyle, December 17, 2010
Image by Colin & Sean Doyle.

Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December
And each separate dying ember wrought it's ghost upon the floor
- Edgar Allen Poe (From "The Raven")

And so, two hundred and ninety-seven, gridiron contests neath pigskin heaven
Saw the end of number four, the indomitable ironman was no more
For on this Monday in the city of motor, our prophet never answered the bell
My body lay broken said he, tempered by the tundra of frozen hell
And for all these slings and for violence yell, my years of glory, my love of war
For all of this remember and nothing more

Quoth the Dongslinger, "Nevermore."

- Sean C. Doyle (From "The Dummy Bros")

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