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The Bat


© SoraSkellington

Then, the air grew denser, the scent of her burning stitches flew from an unseen censer
Burned by Hades whose flames define the demon's eyes who now stalked my moves

its the Bat, forever more.

This is Edgar Allen Poe's NBC version of NBC.

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Once upon a midnight weary, while I thought of the dreary
Over a series of plans for the next Hallows' eve
While I paced and traced my every step, a rapping arose on my chamber door
As if someone was persistently rapping, rapping upon my door
"Must be my apprentice," I whispered," rapping at my chamber door
-only this and none of more."
As I tragically remember, it was in the deeply October
And every second a ghost snag its moan to the winds past and come
Every day I wish to see, the living portrait of beauty
Every day I longed to free, free the soul of my beloved Sally
For the divine and angelic name who the angels always honored named Sally
forever a dark alley

And the untouched velvet of my flying certain bloody shade curtain
Seemed to be more than a just a frill - an exotic thrill
It seemed to cloak my deepest of sorrow of what I wished to borrow
I felt my heart gaining for no reason it was a perfect climate for this season
And yet dare I ask myself, to what does this bring me, forever more?

In the time being, my spirit seemed to enrage, and engage in the hour's time
"Apprentice, truly your forgiveness I explore
But the fact is that I was trying to think of the undying And so gently you came rapping, rapping and tapping at my chamber door I was positive I heard you my dear"- I opened the door;
shadows hiding, nothing more.

Staring into the darkness silently, I often wondered why I should be caring
Caring about nothingness and the dreams of improbable sharing
Christmas Town rang out through my mind as I tried to find the answer
A lone word sang through the rang, it spoke to me, "Sally"
I wished to see her, I wished to free her, so I echoed, "Sally"
I longed for her, forever more.

I slammed the door as I ventured to read a poem titled Lenore
Somehow reading and singing of songs took my being away
Then, I heard the rapping again, no longer a tapping
But now a bang to clang the thoughts of my mind together
"Surely,"I spoke,"there is something at my window lattice
Let me see then, what threat is it, and a mystery to implore?
Let my heart be shattered by all costly moments to explore
Just the wind nothing more.

I swung open my shutter and in came a flit and a flutter
of a saintlyBat of a longing stately scent of yore
No turmoil he had troubled yet his shadow came and doubled
As he now perched upon the bust of Caesar atop my door
Stranger than strange, forever more

This ebony creature is what I've adjusted to see of the fancy days of Halloween
By the graves of love and lost, lust and songs from above, I spoke
"Tis thy crest shall be worn and won," I added," art no longer scorn
No longer scorn like the fair maiden know as Sally, leaving my mind a dark alley
Tell me why upon this ghastly night has this hellish demon appeared for no fright"
Quoth the Bat," Forever more."

A message this demonic wing of night has delivered to me from one's fright?
No, that cannot be I dare not to say nor see such five words lead to such?
This, a night, of thy ponder now lost in wander of this devilish dark knight animal.
For this demonic animal now sitting atop my door has led me to this yore, so much?
For this night, a gainly heartbeat inside of me grows louder and louder, not to see too much
Quoth the Bat," Forever more."

It still sat glaring and staring, tearing into my soul so peaceful and kind
As if it were a merely a friend to end that now sat atop my door
I wheeled a cushioned electric chair in front of the bat, bird, and door
Then, into the velvet I sank as if it were trying to crank up the link between this demon and I
Awkward unto awkward I began to ponder, what was this creature of yore
What this grim,ungainly,ghastly,gaunt and ominous demon of yore
Meant in screeching,"Forever more."

Then, the air grew denser, the scent of her burning stitches flew from an unseen censer
Burned by Hades whose flames define the demon's eyes who now stalked my moves
"Wretch," I said,"thy God hath lent me thee -by the angels he hath sent thee
Dream and dream, nightmare and nightmare. memories of thy Sally!
Remember and forget the one who was more fair than that of Lenore"
Quoth the Bat," Forever more."

"Prophet," I resumed," thing of hatred, prophet still, prophet forever! Of demon nor bat
Whether Poseidon sent, or found tempt itself, to wash itself upon thy here shore
Isolate, yet all haunted on this lifeless land of the enchanted
On this home by whose horror awakens and haunts thy soul, tell me for I implore
Is there - is there a balm at the guillotine - tell me - for I implore"
Quoth the Bat," Forever more."

"Prophet!" said I," thing of hatred, prophet still, prophet forever! Of demon nor bat
By the heavens that rest ashore and of our truth for our God whom we adore
Tell me, does this soul bear a memory laiden of a lovely maiden
Whose name is the fairest of the fair, the divinity of divine whom is called Sally
Does it clasp her restless spirit of haunted galore or her defined ashes of past gore?
Clasp her softest touch and equal share of every human's past gore."
Quoth the Bat," Forever more."

"Be that of our word of parting, bat or fiend!" I screamed, upstarting
"Return to your palace of shadows' will and death defined upon thy Neptune's shore
Leave no dark token as a memory and let my soul be nothing but serenity
Leave my shadow untold - quit the bust above my door!
Remove thy claws from my now bleeding heart, my empty soul, and take flight from off my door!"
Quoth the Bat," Forever more."

And the Bat, never flitting a feather, still is sitting, sitting upon my bust
On the pallid bust of Caesar just above my chamber door
And his eyes have all the seeing of a demon's that is dreaming
And the flame that burned in my soul, now illuminates the room, and the soul itself
And now my vision is focused on the demon and it alone
It shall be lifted forever more.

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