The Sealed South.

Air: Tosti's "Good Bye."

Words by Mr. S. Eichelbaum.

Frozen joints and frozen toes,
Chatt'ring teeth and a true blue nose,
Frozen whiskers and Esqui-mous,
Icemaids cold to their Polar beaux.
O, these must we leave and so that's why we cry,
Frozen tears from a bleary eye.
Good-bye, Aurora, nice Flo, Good-bye,
And-arctic Flora, Good-bye, Good-bye.

Hark! My voice falls from frozen jaws,
Fixed is my smile until it thaws,
Frozen my slumbers and frozen my snores;
Frozen the Kirk of the South Polar corps,
Our Sealtail soup and Penguin pie
And Pola Nip, they are frozen dry,
The thing's a frost and all my eye,
The Pole is lost, Goodbye, Goodbye.

Here 'neath the Polar Star man forgets
All his worries and wives—and debts,
Alas! Alas! His debts! His debts!
Three Artic days 'neath this frozen sky
Are grace enough'; birds' bills aren't high.
Good-bye my hero, you're under zero, Good-bye,
Good-bye, Good-bye.