THE TEN LITTLE INDIANS
THE CHILDRENS STORY
ADAPTED WITH APOLOGY TO MOTHER GOOSE
The J. Newt & Ruby Scott Family
We Too Were Ten Little Indians
It goes something like this:
Ten little Indians feeling mighty fine: Bill got sick and then there were nine.
Nine little Indians swinging on a gate: Dad fell off and then there were eight.
Eight little Indians talking bout heaven: Mother got homesick and then there were seven.
Seven little Indians picking up sticks: Elbert got lost and then there were six.
Six little Indians playing high dive: Delbert didn't show up so now there are five.
Five little Indians swinging on a door: Laura fell off and now there are four.
Four little Indians climbing up a tree: Coley fell out and now there are three.
Three little Indians visited the Zoo: couldn't find Allen and now there are two.
Two little Indians playing with a gun: Brown got careless and now there is just one.
One little Indian lonely as can be: Now Newtie is the last leaf on the tree.
God bless you Aunt Newtie and cling to the old forsaken bow of this great tree with love and pride.
Now autumn has come and the last leaf has fallen.
They are all gone but never forgotten.
