DAKOTA’S ALL RIGHT.

DAKOTA’S ALL RIGHT.
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Where do folks get the notion
That sunny South Dakota
Is like the Arctic Ocean
Or just a little coldah!

They ought to be more keerful,
Remarks like this I quotesh,
Are apt to make us tearful,
Who live in South Dakota.

Who says the cold is dreaded,
When workmen throw off coat, ahl
And ladies walk bare headed
The streets of South Dakota!

I’m sure it stands to reason,
I’ll leave it to a vote, ah!
We’ve got to have some freesin,’
To make ice for Dakota.

Of course the breezes blow some,
But will you kindly note, ah!
That half the folks who go, como
Right back to South Dakota?

Of course we have of thunder
And lightnin’ our fair quota,
But that aint no great blunder,
They’re “boomin'” South Dakota!

I wouldn’t give a snap, sir,
A penny nor a kroat, ah!
For any cross old chan, sir,
Who runs down South Dakota.

Let all who read this “sputter”
I’ve been and gone and wrote, ah!
Be just too seared to utter
One word agalust Dakotal
Laura M. Bement, Minnehaha Co., 8. D.