|Flowers left for
|"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 queerist they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Labarge
I cremated Sam McGee"
I memorized this in high school.
Still a favourite.
From the Land of the Midnight Sun
Added: Sep. 12, 2005
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