The Wigwam Poem

In the Wigwam, ma'me
I met the Wigwam man
Too much to figure
The little horse got bigger
In the Wigwam, ma'me
The pig ham ram
They were big damn lambs
In the Tim-tam clan
I bite a shoe shine can
To clean my tooth line plan
Beneath a canvass caravan
With the Wigwam man

Sticks and stones may make my home
But words will never hurt me
Said the Wigwam
To the Igloo
Said the Huron to the Eskimo
Says the ice brick to the tree
You keep warm, but warm isn't free
When you're in wigwam town
Better get reborn
At the battle of Little Big Horn