Thursday, December 14, 2006

The Cremation of Sam McGee

This has to be my favortie poem of all time. However, this guy creeps me out. In fact I think he is the same dude that was trapped behind his poo wall. I can almost smell his breath, a mix of coffee and scotch. Enjoy.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

That was worth searching for on YouTube. I've only heard this delivered in a singsongy way, with a really bad punchline delivery, which made me like it less. You totally believe this guy spent a few days with a frozen corpse. And yes, maybe even a wall of poo. Thanks for the Christmas spirit.

Anonymous said...

I took the time to find it on youtube and it is well worth it. Unlike Homer and Nay I do not have the burden of knowing too many versions of this poem. Literacy is my dustiest skill. I can, however, appreciate a good story and this is just that. Great delivery, too.

One more thing: This guy could start a pharmacy with all the pill bottles behind him. Is this Rikki Rocket?

Anonymous said...

I enjoyed this version. I've heard it before, but I like his take on it. One other thing, he has a myspace that is interesting...

TheVanBlogger said...

Homer didn't post this. It was the one and only VG. Hard to believe I know.