"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—" "Only this and nothing more" Forum- https://scratch.mit.edu/discuss/topic/905182/?page=1#post-9416122
Nevermore quoth the raven ⊹ ₊ "While I pondered, weak and weary" ⊹ ₊ The guardian of poetry and the sky ⊹ ₊ Raven'Kit ⊹ ₊ " ' ' Nevermore ' ' Quoth the raven ' ' ⊹ ₊ One moment, typing...
