An Inuit poem: by Alootook Ipellie

It was one of those wonderful nights
When we gathered at the dance house.
I recall the familiar sights
When everyone laughed and danced
And had a tremendous time.
The great drums were booming,
Hands were clapping,
And happy faces were rocking back
And forth with the rhythmic dancing
Of the woman who had four legs.
Happy were those days when this
Woman danced all night long without
Resting for a moment
She gave us so much joy,
So much feeling for life,
That the hazards of the land were
Forgotten
On one of those wonderful nights
When we gathered at the dance house.


Sources

http://www.inuitartofcanada.com/english/legends/poemone.htm