If you think you're on the trail
You just might be right,
There is no doubt about that,
Blaze a way to the phantom fire
It won't give off any heat
But it you can answer this ridddle
You will have me beat.
Imagine logs,
That crackle and burn,
You will learn,
That the gift resides,
At the end of a long wooden table.
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