Edgar Allan Poe
Helga as well as Arnold were kissing. Suddenly, Harry Potter appeared and was like, "And lo! Broskis, I thought I told you to stay out of my room." Helga was like, "I don't accurately fathom this website at all," and Arnold was like, "I think that famous dead writers correct your writing or something." Helga was like, "They, who didn't smell the fire burning, made me say 'accurately fathoms!' Wait, WHAT THE HECK DOES 'WHO DIDN'T SMELL THE FIRE BURNING' MEAN?" Arnold was like, "Idk, let's make out more." So they did. And Edgar Allen Poe was like, "Annabel Lee is lost as sea, and nobody knows where she went. She sailed to Timbuktu cross the lurid, deep sea blue, but she didn't pay her rent. So presently, she lives in a tent!"