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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LITTLE CARIBOU MAKES BIG TALK, by LEW SARETT Poet's Biography First Line: Boo-shoo! Boo-shoo! Last Line: Ho! Ho! Ho! | |||
Boo-shoo! Boo-shoo! Me, Ah'-dek-koons, I mak'-um big talk. Ho! Me, ol' man; I'm got-um sick in knee In rainy wedder w'en I'm walk. Ugh! Me, lak moose w'at's ol', I'm drop-urn plenty toot'! Yet I am big man! Ho! An' I am talk big! Ho! Hi-yee! Blow lak moose ol' man! Ho! Ho! Hi-yi! Little Caribou him talk Lak O'-mah-ka-kee dose Bullfrog; Big mout', big belly, No can fight! Ugh! Close mout', young crazy buck! You stop council-talk, You go 'way council; Sit wit' squaw. You lak pollywog tad-pole: No can jump-um over little piece mud; Can only shake-um tail lak crazy-dam-fool! Keetch'-ie O'-gi-ma', big Presh-i-den', He got-um plenty t'oughts in head, good t'oughts; Me, Little Caribou, I'm got-um plenty t'oughts in head, good t'oughts. Yet Eenshun Agent Myers all-tam' saying: "Ah-dek-koons he crazy ol' fool!" Ugh! He crazy ol' fool! Keetch-ie O-gi-ma long tam' ago was say in treaty: "All de Cheebway should be farmer; All will get from gov'ment fine allotment -- One hundred-sixty acre each." Ho! Ho! Eenshun scratch-um treaty! W'ats come treaty? Hah! Eenshun got-um hondred-sixty acre, But go-um too much little pieces; Pieces scattered over lake Lak leaves she's blow by wind. In tamarack swamp by Moose-tail Bay He got-um forty acre piece. In muskeg and in rice-field, On Lake of Cut-foot Sious, ten mile away, He got-um forty acre more. In sand an' pickerel weed, On Bowstring Lake, she's forty mile away, He got-um forty acre more. Hondred mile away, on Lac La Croix, W'ere lumber-man is mak' big dam For drive-um log -- an' back-um up water All over Eenshun allotment land -- He got-um forty acre more, all under lake! How can be?' Got-um land all over lake! Got-um land all under lake! For Eenshun be good farmer Eenshun should be good for walking under water! Should be plough hees land wit' clam-drag! Should be gadder crops wit' fish-net For Eenshun be good farmer Eenshun should be fish! Ugh! I have said it! Ho! Hi! Plenty-big talk! Ho! Ho! Ho! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEAT AGAINST ME NO LONGER by LEW SARETT BREAKERS OF BRONCHOS by LEW SARETT INDIAN SLEEP-SONG by LEW SARETT LEAVE ME TO MY OWN by LEW SARETT LET ME GO DOWN TO DUST by LEW SARETT MAPLE-SUGAR SONG by LEW SARETT REQUIEM FOR A CROESUS by LEW SARETT THE BOX OF GOD: 1. BROKEN BIRD by LEW SARETT |
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