Quoth the maiden, “Hit the floor”

As I sat with thoughts all craven,

noticed I it was a raven.

Not a maiden, cheeks-a-clapping,

but a bird just tapping,

rapping on my windowsill.

Sighing I went back to fapping,

and have been forevermore.

Now I sit here broken hearted, tried to sh-

hnnn, colonel…