Date: October 04, 2017
“A reading of the poem by Robert W. Service (Jan. 16, 1874 – Sept. 11, 1958).
Most people reading this poem treat it as lightweight fare, a funny parody of a horror story. Service probably intended it that way.
But for my own amusement, and as a gesture towards Halloween, I’ve attempted to reinterpret the poem as genuine horror. It wasn’t easy! The climactic stanza is hilarious, not scary. I’ll rely on you folks to tell me if I succeeded.”