Childrens Book-Count To Ten With Your Indian Friends Poem by Christine K. Trease

Ten little Indians standing in a row.
Nine said to ten, “So what do you know? ”
The tenth little Indian said, “Nothing today.”
Then the tenth little Indian faded away.

Nine little Indians in a teepee,
Eight said to nine, “So what do you see? ”
Number nine Indian said, “Nothing at all.”
Nine went to get a better look from over the wall.

Eight little Indians marching in a line,
Seven said to eight, “Do you have the time? ”
Eight said to seven, “What do you need? ”
“Never mind” said seven, “it’s your turn to leave.”

Seven little Indians standing in the rain.
Seven said to six, “It’s my turn again.”
Six said to seven, “I’ll be seeing you.”
The seventh little Indian left the lively crew.

Six little Indians on their ponies ride.
Five said to six, “Now it’s your turn to hide.”
With that, the sixth Indian rode far away,
He couldn’t stand or sit or march or ride again today.

Five little Indians bathing in the water.
“It’s my turn to go” said five to the others.
He washed and he washed until he washed himself away,
And the fifth little Indian was gone for the day.

Four little Indians hunting buffalo.
Four looked at three and said, “Oh, no.”
The third little Indian said, “See you at dawn.”
Four left to join his absent friends and he was all gone.

Three little Indians climbing up a tree,
Two said to three, “So what do you see? ”
The third little Indian climbed to the top.
He climbed and he climbed and he didn’t ever stop.

Two little Indians warming by the fire,
one said to the other, 'I'm beginning to tire.'
With that the second Indian went along his way
as he called to the other, “I'll see you another day.'

One little Indian standing all alone,
when he spied the other Indians heading for home.
He called to his buddies, 'Where have you been?
I'm glad that you’re back so we can count it all again! '