#9 The Raven

Once upon a midnight dreary, as I watched weak and weary,

Watching Dan and Phil in their antics and romance then,

suddenly there came a tapping on my window sill,

as if someone rapping and rapping at my bedroom window,

“Could it be?” I was aghast, could it be my lifetime idols?

I must be hallucinating

Ah, so I vividly I remember, in that cold and weak November,

And so I saw their faces in my window ah how they smiled,

I was like a month had gone, now December

Anger nor sorrow I faced that night, as I had seen my idols,

For they said, let us in, so I did that bleak and cold night,

I must be hallucinating.