It’s cold and vast and desolate
A frigid and a mean land
But Erik was a realtor
And therefore called it Greenland
The folks he brought in summer
They found themselves a nice land
At least, by most comparisons
To what they left in Iceland
Was it lower interest rates
Or mead that all were drinking
They came there in the thousands
Because of wishful thinking
Establishing two settlements
At Qaqortoq and Nuuk
Inviting other Norsemen
To come and have a look
Now, some may call it marketing
And some may call it theft
The horns froze off their helmets
And they all up and left
Dutch colonists came later
And those guys are the worst
The Dorset, Thule and Saqqaq
Those cultures were there first
Now what was once a wilderness
With hardly trail or byway
Finds itself the center of
A hypersonic highway
And if this global warming
Is as bad as they report
Think of all that coastline
And what a grand resort
Somewhere there’s a diplomat
To get this to “win-win”
To make for Don the Orange
The biggest deal that’s ever been