My Eskimo Study
How do you bore that fishing hole in the ice?
I study an Intuit who is pretty nice.
He tosses me a salmon, not once, but thrice.
There is a faint smell like Daddy’s Old Spice.
Do ice igloos ever have any rabbits or mice?
His answer are great; they rapidly inform and entice.
Do Eskimos have any kind of ridiculous vice?
He smiles as he serves me salmon on rice.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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