What a wonderful fireplace;
The edifice is so warm.
I cannot believe the flames that
Come out of the pit,
And the beautiful warmth
Of the flames warm us with its heat.
But what is so important about that corner?
There is something rather strange there,
Though I cannot really say what it is.
It appears that a man is standing in the inglenook,
The corner of the fireplace,
And it appears he has been there awhile,
But what am I to do, my friend?
He appears to be not of this world.
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