Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Habit He Had

"The Horse You Came In On" saloon

In old Fell's Point in Baltimore,

He found it very opportune

At "The Horse" lots of drinks to pour

Down his throat and same time did write

Poems and stories of type and plot,

Macabre and sad, throughout the night.

He drank and wrote and both a lot.

Quite late one night he left "The Horse,"

Passed out, others found him outside.

In a hospital in short course,

Somewhat mysteriously he died.

Back to "The Horse" he had to go,

The ghost of Edgar Allan Poe.