Kayaking Myself Down Eskimo Way
Kayaking myself down Eskimo way
I found an abandoned igloo and decided to stay
The last polar bear promptly scared me away
I know my scared face turned a weird kind of gray
Luckily I could outrun my good buddy Jay
We had his funeral yesterday
His parents asked, but what could say?
That I was thrilled I had outrun him that day?
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