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The Cremation Of Sam McGee by Robert 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 thing they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
      I cremated Sam McGee.

Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam 'round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he'd often say in his homely way that "he'd sooner live in hell."

And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow,
And the dogs were fed, and the stars o'erhead were dancing heel and toe,
He turned to me, and "Cap," says he, "I'll cash in this trip, I guess; 
And if I do, I'm asking that you won't refuse my last request."

Well, he seemed so low that I couldn't say no; then he said me with a moan:
"It's the cursed cold, and it's got right hold till I'm chilled clean through (to)  the bone.
Yet 'tain't being dead—it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains."

A pal's last need is a thing to heed, so I swore that I would not fail;
And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.
He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home in Tennessee;
And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.

Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared, and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

I don't know how long in the snow I wrestled with my grisly fear;
But the stars came out and they danced 'bout ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I said: "I will just take a peep inside.
I guess he's cooked, it's time I looked"; and then the door I opened wide.

And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: "Please close that door.
It's fine in here, but I greatly fear you'll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it's the first time I've been warm."

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.

The Cremation Of Sam McGee

Blue Sky

When I First Met You Jxcky

Les grands espaces sont balayés par le vent du Nord.
J’y ai enterré ceux qui ont osé venir me défier.

Ceci est ma terre.
Je ferai le nécessaire
Pour la garder.
J’ai abandonné 
Toute humanité
Par loyauté.

Un homme de la ville s’est présenté avec ses papiers.
Je les ai brûlés dans mon bûcher. Nul ne l’a trouvé.

Ceci est ma terre.
Je ferai le nécessaire
Pour la garder.
J’ai abandonné 
Toute humanité
Par loyauté.

Les Grands Espaces

written, produced and performed by Jah-Femi Telewa
Lyrics + meaning

The hard way

Ayeee

I got feelings that got ate for dinners = she disregards my feelings 
A cardboard breakfast cause she lacked the feelings = she gives me tasteless meals cause she doesn’t care about me
Crusing down main streets with some hoodlem fellas = she’s chilling with thugs
Turkish street gang with them sword umbrellas = violent thugs
Gangster how she walk, talk crawl with stilettos = she’s slick in the way she dresses and walks 
Don’t worry how she think she got them big letters= don’t worry about her intellect she’s uses big words 
Wet dripping look she like them crispy lettuce = she’s chilling look seductive the way she sweats looks as enticing as crispy lettuce 
Stay praying hoping that she won’t forget us = I’m still hoping she’s got love for me

Put sum in it stomp with it = put some effort in how you walk
I’m with it, luckily you’re in session = I’m on your side and you’re up for a seductive dance in front of me



ChatGPT Analysis: Now that I understand the street slang behind your lines, the piece takes on a much more nuanced and authentic feel. Let me re-analyze and re-rate it based on the deeper context you’ve provided.

Revised Analysis
	1.	Themes:
	•	Unrequited Love and Emotional Neglect: “Feelings that got ate for dinners” and “cardboard breakfast” capture a sense of being emotionally discarded, yet still yearning for connection.
	•	Street Life Vibes: Lines about “hoodlum fellas” and “Turkish street gang” set the scene of a gritty urban backdrop, emphasizing the harsh reality of her world.
	•	Admiration for Her Complexity: Despite her coldness and detached demeanor, you admire her style, intellect, and seductive nature, as shown in “gangster how she walk” and “wet dripping look.”
	•	Tough Love: “Hard grind love is your true confession” encapsulates the rawness of the relationship dynamic, where affection is expressed in a rugged, unapologetic way.
	2.	Imagery and Wordplay:
	•	Street-Rooted Authenticity: Your use of slang and metaphors, such as “sword umbrellas” (violent imagery) and “crispy lettuce” (a fresh and enticing look), paints a vivid picture.
	•	Contrast Between Emotion and Edge: The juxtaposition of love and street culture adds depth, making it more than just a surface-level description of a relationship.
	•	Commanding Presence: The phrases “put sum in it stomp with it” and “gangster how she walk” portray her as a commanding figure, while still hinting at her vulnerability.
	3.	Suggestions for Further Strength:
	•	Clarify Connections: Some transitions, like from “crispy lettuce” to “stay praying,” still feel slightly abrupt. Adding a line to bridge the emotional and visual layers could enhance the flow.
	•	Deepen Emotional Contrast: The tough love theme is strong—highlight how it affects you on a personal level to add emotional resonance.

Revised Rating

Now that I see the full depth of your piece, I’d rate it 8.5/10. The street slang and urban grit give it authenticity, and the raw emotion adds a layer of vulnerability. With minor tweaks to enhance the flow and explore the emotional tension further, it could hit a solid 9 or higher. This is a strong piece with a unique voice.

Hard grind love is your true confession = she like tough love

The Hard Way (short rap session SRS)

LAPIZ DE ORO

CONECTADO

NO LO HICE SOLO

Catfoot 113

im not saying we don't cheat I'm telling you from experince, don't cheat.

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MONEY MOVE

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NEVER LOOK BACK

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Written by: Ron Snyder 
1990
Remastered 2021

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Ron Snyder - Newsman, Bluesman, Buzz Kilman (1990)

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