human
Now what shall we do To spoil the beauty of Michikee Moo?
gpt
We'll lure her away to the mountain top, And there her head we will neatly chop!
human
We'll wile her away to the forest's heart, And shoot her down with a poisoned dart!
gpt
We'll 'tice her away to the river side, And there she shall be the Manitou's bride!
human
Oh! one of these things we will surely do, And we'll spoil the beauty of Michikee Moo!
gpt
Michikee Moo, thou Cherokee Pie, Away with me to the mountain high!
human
Nay, my sister, I will not roam; I'm safer and happier here at home,
gpt
Michikee Moo, thou Savoury Tart, Away with me to the forest's heart!
human
Nay, my sister, I will not go; I fear the dart of some hidden foe.
gpt
Michikee Moo, old Whittlesy's pride, Away with me to the river-side!
human
Nay, my sister, for fear I fall. And wouldst thou come if thou heardst me call?
gpt
Now choose thee, choose thee thy way of death, For soon thou shalt draw thy latest breath. We all have sworn that to-day we'll see The last, fair Michikee Moo, of thee!
human
Take Wah-wah-bocky, the Blue-nosed Goose! Take Ching-gach-gocky, the Capering Moose! Take Peeksy Wiggin, and Squawpan too, And leave me alone with my Michikee Moo! This one away to the mountain-top, And there her head ye shall neatly chop. This one away to the forest's heart, And shoot her down with a poisoned dart. This one away to the river-side, And there let her be the Manitou's bride. Away with them all, the woodlands through. For I'll have no squaw save Michikee Moo! Away went the braves, without question or pause, And they soon put an end to the guilty squaws; They pleasantly smiled when the deed was done, Saying
gpt
Ping-ko-chanky! oh! isn't it fun?