NAUGHTY ESKIMO

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Dreamed I was an eskimo

Frozen winds began to blow

Under my boots and around my toes

The frost that bit in the ground below

Was a hundred degrees below zero...

 

And my mama cried

Nanook a-no-no!

Don't be a naughty eskimo

Save your money, don't go to the show

 

Well I turned around and I said "Ho-ho!"

And the northern lights commenced to glow

And she said with a tear in her eye...

"Watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow!"

"Watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow!"