THE BRAVEN by Edgar Allen PortableWirelessBluetoothSpeaker
i want one
Once upon a midnight party, while I pondered, young and hearty,
Since my stereo's low and piteous volume had become a bore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a rapping,
As of some rapper gently rapping, rhyming on the party floor.
“’Tis some MC,” I muttered, “rapping on the party floor—
Only this and nothing more.”
Then, methought, the air grew denser, mixed with a sonic condenser
Sung by Seraphim whose foot-falls killed it on the dance floor.
“Muse,” I cried, “thy beats possess me—what manufacturer hath sent thee?"
In burst the Braven and from its speaker the bassy bass did pour;
Quaff I did a drinky drink and while I got all up 'pon the dancy floor,
Quoth the Braven “Partymore.”