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Originally Posted by pdurrant
Ah, Robert W Service.
"There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee."
Great stuff for reading aloud.
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Oh, that one. I've got a CD where Johnny Cash reads that. Very funny, highly entertaining.