ten little indians poetry 5

Ten Little Indians by Agatha Christie (from And Then There Were None)

Ten little Indian boys went out to dine;
One chocked his self and then there were nine.
Nine Indian boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself then there were eight.
Eight Indian boys traveling in Devon;
One said he'd stay there then there were seven.
Seven Indian boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in halves then there were six.
Six Indian boys playing with a hive;
A bumble-bee stung one then there were five.
Five Indian boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery then there were four.
Four Indian boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one then there were three.
Three Indian boys walking in the zoo;
A big bear hugged one then there were two.
Two Indian boys sitting in the sun;
One got all frizzled up then there was one.
One Indian boy left all alone;
He went and hanged himself and then there were none.

This is one of those poems that I think of when this comes to poetry. And Then There Were None is one of my favorite book i've ever read. This poem is pretty much the story line for the whole book. Ten people go out to an island and none of them return. Each one is killed according to this poem. I really wish I wouldn't have read the last chapter of the book before I finished the book though.