Up in the northern hemisphere,
There,a certain Eskimo is.
Fair and thick-skinned,
particularly short- heightened.
Agile,brave and enterprising.
Clad in a flurry jacket,
this Eskimo dashes out into the snow
through a route he plies daily,
Soon,he returns with a trolley,
a trolley filled with fishes gasping for breath.
Right behind his igloo,
la,la,la.....la,la,la! ,this Eskimo whistles,
as one in a high spirit,
whisking one egg and then,another.
This Eskimo whistles
as he fries his fish sausages.
This Eskimo hares into the streets,
parading the lanes,
knocking at one door to another.
"Come buy my hot sausages",he sings.
Copyright © Adejumoke Adewuyi | Year Posted 2017