Some spot awaits amid the palm,
Of South Pacific's sultry charm,
For one old, weary down-east dude ...
Full-up on winter's somber mood.
It waits, resigned, midst sun and sea,
To fill its firmament with me,
There, I and Life shall net our ease ...
A hammock, swaying in the breeze.
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