Annabel Lee

Two Saturdays ago I went to Kerry’s Irish Pub with some of my friends. My friend Amber and I went to the bathroom where the usual poems and drawings were scribbled on the walls. As we always do, we read to each other the dribble that was in each of our stalls. Imagine my amazement when Amber began to recite Edgar Allan Poe’s “Annabel Lee” from the first stall. I could not believe that someone had taken such a renowned piece of literature and degraded it to a saying on a bathroom wall. Yet on further inspection of the wall there it was. In close company was another fine poem. “If you sprinkle wile you tinkle please be a sweetie and wipe the seattie.” This event maked me think that Poe's “Annabel Lee” is no better than any other childish nonsense you would find on a bathroom wall. To prove my point I will break down and analyze the rhythmical patterns of “Annabel Lee.” I can show that the structure of this poem never formed itself into any set pattern except to mirro...