threatening snowfall from on high
the little Inuk stood
naughty of behaviour he
awaiting now a scrumptious tea
commander of the
a fire he’d built of wood
around his waist his purse contained
all he needed, he never complained
never his appetite restrained
the fish tasted so good
many should take a leaf from his book
and with fresh eyes at their situation look
for they have much more
than a purse and a hook
to catch their fish
to be satisfied with simple life
lessens the need for lots of strife
happiness then becomes rife
no need to wish
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