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Till I came to the marge of Lake Lebarge, and a derelict there lay;
It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice it was called the Alice May
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And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, and I looked at my frozen chum;
Then Here
, said I, with a sudden cry, is my cre-ma-tor-eum.
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