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Saturday, October 22, 2005

The Cremation of Sam McGee (Robert Service)

My grandfather used to recite The Cremation of Sam McGee years ago. I starting reciting it from memory as a teenager. It's just fun to do. Normally, I take it slower but I had to hurry it some today because of audioblogger's time constraints, and, as it is, the final bit got cut off. Which isn't so bad, as it's just a reprise of the first bit.


this is an audio post - click to play

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love this poem, I have heard it recited by friends while sitting by the campfire before and hope to learn it myself someday. Thanks for the nostalgia!