True Tale of the Pole

Twelve little Eskimos looking for a job

Hunting for the pole, so they shipped with Bob.

Twelve little Eskimos dancing for the men,

Two slipped and then there were ten.

Ten little Eskimos got a taste of wine;

One praised Dr. Cook, then there were nine.

Nine little Eskimos ate till very late

One overate and then there were eight.

Eight little Eskimos did the work of eleven,

One couldn’t stand it, and then there were seven.

Seven little Eskimos found some Yankee “mix”,

One drank a horse dose and then there were six.

Six little Eskimos didn’t seem to thrive

On hot oxygen, and so there were five.

Five little Eskimos feeling pretty sore,

One started home again, then there were four.

Four little Eskimos on the Polar Sea,

One got cold feet, and then there were three.

Three little Eskimos feeling pretty blue,

One said “adieu, Bob”, then there were two.

Two little Eskimos on the final run,

Peary said, “skiddo then”, then there was one.

One little Eskimo, looking down the hole

Said, “Dr. Cook has been here, there ain’t no Pole”.

Sept. 15, ‘09