Show A New Rendering of a MotherGoos9 Rhyme The frozen man from the frozen North Came don In the summer time How the froz6n tales from his frozen lips came forth As smooth as in poets rhyme Ills talk was of frost and of frozen sleet And of snows that piled mountain higji And to each and to all the tale did repeat Who happened to him como nigh Ho chattered his teeth In the bright sunshine sun-shine And showed with every word Till tho story he told with every line Brought conviction to all who heard So he talked and talked of the biting cold Of Icebergs and fields of snow But no matter how graphic tho talo was told The sun seemed to hotter grow Till the man victims from sheer despair Rose as ono man and sallied forth Tvas a contrast too great for een thought to bear And they tired him again up North |