Lord, Harry! Hiawatha!
Forced reading for seventh grade in Maine, where Longfellow was a native son. Years ago; I'll bet not now.
When he killed the Mudjokivis,
Of the skin he made him mittens,
Made them with the skin side outside,
He, to get the warm side inside,
Put the inside skin side outside;
He, to get the cold side outside,
Put the warm side fur side inside,
That's why he put the fur side inside,
Why he put the skin side outside,
Why he turned them inside outside.
Jim
