Want to read a poem by Edwin Alvin Woe?

Question

Somebody's been calling me names again, so I thought I'd share a little poem my friend Edwin wrote about him.

THE CRAVEN

Once I posed myself a query, why is hydropro so dreary,

Just such an arty-farty poser and an all-consuming bore?

As he plodded, nearly napping, laptop keys so madly tapping,

Writing, rhyming, even 'rapping', rapping there upon the floor.

As he sat there, madly tapping, I appeared at his front door -

Said Iano, "Write no more."

And Iano, never quitting, jawline gritting, still is sitting

On the squalid busted sofa just inside poor hydro's door;

And the eyes which are all-seeing, hold him captive, never freeing,

Not until he is agreeing to be not quite such a bore.

And Iano's fearful shadow that lies spread across the floor

Shall be lifted - nevermore!

Edwin's so proud. What do you think? Good, bad or indifferent.

Answer 1

not bad at all ;)

Answer 2

The Raven is told with passion, emotion,  with depth, with an unfathomable and immeasurable unerring profundity, an eternal awaiting, a merciless crow unceasing, pecking at my head, bleeding and I shed a tear and blood and whilst bleeding, and unheeding he remains as unyielding as before, oh more restore the guile of one with a smile to beguile if only for a little while and we become as it, the crow,  a foe, oh woe, woe woe woe ...

Your version is undeniably original and excellent ...

Answer 3

hahahaha. creative.

Answer 4

that`s realy good