Edgar Allan Poe’s Rap

I'm Edgar Allan Poe, the master of macabre I write stories about fear, about death, and about despair My stories make you cringe, they make you want to scream And they'll leave a mark inside your head, forever it will remain I'm the author of tales that will haunt you for a lifetime And they'll keep you up at night, until the early morning light I'm the king of horror, the poet of the macabre My words will chill you to the bone, and make you want to run and hide I read Edgar Allan Poe's stories, they make me feel alive I'm scared to death, but I can't stop reading, I'll never be denied His words are like a drug, they've got a hold on me And every time I read, I'm transported into his world, you see I'm hooked on his tales, the mystery, the horror, and the fear I can't resist, I need more, his stories are my life's desire.