Explore "Plaint of the Missouri 'Coon in the Berlin Zoological Gardens" by Eugene Field on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Friend, by the way you hump yourself you're from the States, I know, / And born in old Mizzourah, where the 'coons in plenty grow; / I, too, am a native of that clime, but harsh, relentless fate / Has doomed me to an exile far from that noble state, / And I, who used to climb around and swing from tree to tree, / Now lead a life of ignominious ease, as you can see.
Have pity, O compatriot mine! and bide a season near / While I unfurl a dismal tale to catch your friendly ear.