Hey gang, Sam here. You'll be pleased to know that my finger is, well actually I was going to say it's recovered but it hasn't really.

Well, I mean, it hurts a lot, but it's not as painful as it was yesterday so yes I'm gonna take

what I can get as far as my finger goes. It could be a lot worse. Anyway, it's Friday and that

means it's Poetry Day in the Victor Prep vocare podcast and it's episode 80 as well so sort of a another milestone hit 80 episodes and it's

a Friday so I get to pick a poem and I was going to pick something long but I thought

no I cannot subject

the listeners to a really long annoying poem that they have to skip. You know I might have to

create another podcast for that I mean as in create a poetry podcast which is something I have been thinking about

because I love poetry so much and I really think there should be more poetry podcasts

but anyway that's for another day I I'm going to do a poem by Ed Grell and Poe today, which isn't too long, and it's a lovely poem.

So this is a poem called Annabelle.

It was many and many a year ago. Annabelle Lee.

It was many and many a year ago in a kingdom by the sea that are made in their lived whom you

may know by the name of Annabelle Lee.

And this maiden she lived with no other thought than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child in this kingdom by the sea, but we loved with a love that

was more than love, I and my Annabelle Lee, with a love that the winged serifs of

heaven coveted her and me. And this was the reason that long ago in this kingdom by the sea, a wind blew out of a cloud,

chilling my beautiful Annabel Lee. So that that her highborn kinsman came and bore her away from me to shut

her up in a sepulchre in this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in heaven, went envying her

and me. Yes, that was the reason, as all men know, in this kingdom by the sea, that the wind

came out of the cloud by night, chilling and killing my Annabelle Lee. But our love it was stronger by far

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