Poet Poe pens nonsense verse.
"...plus phun," puns Uly, "I disburse."
Its gamut runs from spam to worse.
The matter posted...? Poe's diverse --
most, postcards from his universe,
replies to grudges he must nurse.
My summary...? Let me be terse:
a mitzva, mostly. (Not a curse.)
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