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I have several but here is just an expert from one I have memorized:

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 sight they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.
-from The Cremation of Sam McGee
by Robert W. Service

The entire poem is delightful and witty.
Redundent – Love it!