Foreign Children

Poem

by Robert L. Stevenson

Volume: 10 | Page: 102

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LITTLE Indian Sioux or Crow, ☑ Little frosty Eskimo, Little Turk or Japanee, Oh! don't you wish that you were me? You have seen the scarlet trees And the lions over seas ; Youhave eaten ostrich eggs, Andturned 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. VISIT FROM ST. NICHOLAS You have curious things to eat, Iam fed on proper meat; You must dwell beyond the foam, But I am safe and live at home. Little Indian, Sioux or Crow, Little frosty Eskimo, Little Turk or Japanee, Oh! don't you wish that you were me!

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