"The Raven" is a diner
that lapps the sea foreshore
it haunts my tangled memory
as it knocks upon my door
apple tart and finest cheesecake
when I can't eat no more
but alas! quoth the raven:

order more!

after working in the oceans
and toilling in its potions
to the gym with weighted motions
to rid my thoughts of lore
but that subtle evil keening
like the ghost of hunger's meaning
fills up my mind demeaning
all the goodness in my chore
but alas quoth the raven:

order more!

though my digestive tract is twisting
and my car key slowly listing
I fight with both eyes misting
to avoid that evil shore
ice water by the bucket
and the urge to utter f*ckit
as the ghost of fried chicken
knocks upon my chamber door
still yet.. quoth the raven:

order more!

in my fated hell so hollow
the satanic chef I follow
to where the cheeseburgers doth wallow
with blood red signs above the door
with my sanity at it's border
the smiling waitress takes my order
as my demons duly lord her
on this dark demented shore..

yet eternal.. quoth the raven:

order more!
order more!