And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm,
xxxxxin the heart of Eratosphere's roar;
xxAnd he wore a smile you could see a mile,
xxxxand he said, "Please close that door.
It's fine in here, but I greatly fear
xxxxyou'll let in the cold and storm --
xxSince I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee,
xxxxit's the first time I've been warm."
-- The Elation of Sam McGee, Robust W. Service
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