Shall it be

Long time no see, my dear fellow
You, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I mock these rhymes before I sleep
While I hear all Blake's children weep
I ride all throughout my world as
Paul Revere brown horse's ass
No single brit can match my structure
While I dream of worlds like Rapture
It seemed serious for a moment, I reckon
But I still think of Sexy Chick, by Akon
Now its time to shut the light
While I dwell into this night