#edward gorey's poems rule actually

[tales-from-drama-school]

A is for Aziraphale returned to on high

C is for Crowley done in with goodbye

B is for Bookshop, the one on Wickber street

D is for Demons, who are unfriendly to meet

E is for Eden, a good place to start

F is for sorrows From which they depart

G is for Give me coffee or give me death

H is for heaven, that might steal your breath

I is for ineffable and endings foregone

J is for journey, the one that they're on

K is for kiss, and the things that they left

L is for love, that got them into this mess

M is for Muriel, in their new role, confused

N is for nightingales, none singing the blues

O is for omens, the bad and the good

P is for Pratchett (who once wrote the book)

Q is for Queen, and ones biting the dust

R is for reading, and the readers (that's us)

S is for sunglasses, put back on to mask

T is for tears pouring behind the glass

U is for Unknowns and what's yet to come

V is for Vavoom, which can be forced by none

W is for waiting, and waiting, and waiting

X is for xi, six thousand years in the making

Y is for yellow, and yesterday's ends

Z is for A.Z. and for making amends

My attempt at an Edward Gorey "Gashlycrumb Tinies" homage but make it Aziracrow. His style is so hard to reproduce and the crosshatching... my god the crosshatching.

Also feel I should apologize. No idea what possessed me to inflict this on myself let alone on any innocent bystanders who might see this.