He killed the noble Mudjokivis. Of the skin he made him mittens, Made them with the fur side inside, 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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO-MORROW TO FRESH WOODS AND PASTURES NEW' by AMY LOWELL ILLINOIS FARMER by CARL SANDBURG TO BEACHEY, 1912 by CARL SANDBURG BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE BEAR by EDITH SITWELL YESTERDAY AND TOMORROW by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE WAVES OF BREFFNY by EVA GORE-BOOTH LINCOLN by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY |