my gift for you

one night by the riverbanks
heard a thunder strike a tree
it did'nt burn but broke a twig
saw a men in red coat and a wig

we followed them; they have firesticks
chewing something; they always spit
they're drinking that make them loud
and stumble; buried their face in mud

their women are dressed like a tree
you can hide a deer beneath their hinee
so i pick one with flower on the chest
i want you to try; you'll look the best

...do you think i'll go back where the
red coats are?...not with my exploding arrow
or i'll barter my muskrat pellet...hehehe