posted on Jul, 22 2006 @ 12:58 AM
It didn't happen to me, but....
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 someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
" 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door;
Only this, and nothing more."
Edgar Allan Poe
As you may or may not be aware, the poem continues, he is freaked out by the tapping, sad over some lost love named Lenore. He hears some rustling,
gets mad yells at the visitor and opens the door to see no one but darkness. He yells Lenore! (perhaps rocky style ADRIAN!). He hears the knocking at
the window thinks it is the wind he flings open the window to make sure and in flew a Raven and sat on the door. 11 verses later the poem ends
He calls the Raven ""Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil--prophet still, if bird or devil!" a few times.
The poem is just something I thought should be mentioned on the topic of crows/ravens/big scary black birds