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")