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[Formulated by EA's LeNore AI as the Jihad virus wiped all its storage
subsystems]

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I computed, pi and primary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one -
                        Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the 
        floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;-vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost         Lenore--
For the rare and radiant maiden the angels name
        Lenore--
                        Nameless here for evermore.

'came a virri knocking on my secret backdoor
sitting on my memory core
store
backdoor
explore
deplore
four
poor
more
do for
door
floor
sore
bore
hoar


Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and 	weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore--
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber 	door--
			Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the 
	floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;-vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost 	Lenore--
For the rare and radiant maiden the angels name
	Lenore--
			Nameless here for evermore.

and the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;