Eskimo Nell and the Door Repair Man

For Andrea’s contest Show me the Funny (part two) Eskimo Nell & the Door Repair Man Now Eskimo Nell Has a story to tell A tale, about my last visit Into her igloo I went through and through Though this entrance I’m told is illicit She said, “Just for you That one will do Coz the wind, it chills to the core Me back gets stone froze When whoever, God knows Is hammering, at the front door” I told her, “Thank you” And with no more ado I slammed that back door with some might I was grateful to seize Some relief from the freeze And discover it fitted so tight She said she was pleased That it had come un-seized For some of her clients she thought Preferred the back door Where nobody saw They were doing what they hadn’t ought “I’d keep it well oiled Coz you don’t want it spoiled As it sure gets a great deal of use So if it gets dry You’ll find standing by This bottle of lubricant juice” Then the bolt was so stiff Which was nothing diff So plenty of juice I applied Coz I’d known from before It could give you a sore If the bolt did not easily slide Now the bolt it was cold Like an ice cube to hold And to warm up it needed some friction It, I moved back and forth For all I was worth And it helped being in such constriction She asked “Are you done” I said, “No, not yet hon” So I picked up the pace, worked like hell Soon achieved my aim She said, “Glad that you came You’re great service to Eskimo Nell”.