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I Just Remembered the Eskimos
I just remembered the Eskimos,
Strangely not wanting where The Sun glows:
Cruel winters not making them less bold;
To snows their answer an overcoat…
One would think the Eskimos long sold
In some trade to Territorial Cold
Blocks of Snow to yield their Igloos
That the beast limits like Doors of Zoos…
The Eskimo who in knowledge grows
In languages trainable and he flows
I, a linguist, can try their Yupik
But in the end might buy a toothpick!
The Eskimo who everyone loves
Could infected hands shake without gloves:
In far-off Alaska, most, hiding,
With their lives also touched Biden…
Without inhalers No Eskimos
Prednisolones, first, before I go.
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Chinedum Ekwobi
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