Once upon a midnight dreary...
As I pondered weak and weary...
My folk's estate I have to dispose...
How to do it no one knows...
As I sat there nearly napping...
Suddenly there came a tapping...
As if a gavel gently rapping...
All is gone I have no worry...
The auction rid of it in a hurry...
Poe Auctions had entered bold...
And...
Quoth The Raven,..."SOLD!!"
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