Little frosty Eskimo, Little Turk or Japanee, O! don’t you wish that you were me? You have seen the scarlet trees And the lions over seas; You have eaten ostrich eggs, And turned the turtles off their legs. Such a life is very fine, But it’s not so nice as mine; You must often, as you trod, Have wearied not to be abroad. You have curious things to eat, I am fed on proper meat; You must dwell beyond the foam, But I am safe and live at home. 20 20 Little Indian, Sioux or Crow Little frosty Eskimo, Little Turk or Japanee,