Ya pecker!

Ah, how clearly I remember.
It was in the bleak December and each separate, dying ember,
wrought it's ghost upon the floor.
And the silken, sad, uncertain, rustling of each purple curtain, thrilled me, filled me with a terror
that no mortal man has ever felt before.

Quoth the raven; "I'm Al Gore".
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