“Nevermore! “Please stop asking me about it. I’m not the poet my ancestor was. I’m just a regular old Raven. Sure, some people think I might be a bit of a Ravin’ Raven, but you won’t find me making up any poetry even once upon a midnight, deary. I wouldn’t be caught pondering about a beak or a theory! “I’m a golf club headcover…and quite frankly, I’m very good at it. We animals have to pass a very stringent test to be chosen as a Daphne’s Headcover and thankfully it doesn’t include making up prose. No, we simply have to be good at protecting golfers’ expensive equipment, maintain a lifetime warranty, and of course be, ahem…very attractive. I think I’m doing my part quite well! “So, to sum up. If you’re looking for someone to remind you to purchase the best headcover available by gently tap, tap, tapping at your chamber door, you have the wrong bird. On the other hand, if you’re looking for a proud Raven to rave about a top-of-the-line headcover while perched atop your favorite golf club, I am your bird. “Check me out at the Daphnes Headcovers menagerie at www.daphnesheadcovers.com. “This it is…and nothing more.”