ADMISSION OF THE STATE OF MICHIGAN INTO THE UNION.
��COME in, little sister, so healthful and fair, Come, take in our father's best parlour a share, You've been kept long enough at the nurse's, I trow, Where the angry lakes roar, and the northern winds blow ; Come in, we've a pretty large household, 'tis true, But the twenty-five children can make room for you.
A present, I see, for our sire you have brought,
His dessert to embellish, how kind was the thought,
A treat of ripe berries, both crimson and blue,
And wild flowers to stick in his button-hole too ;
The rose from your prairie, the nuts from your tree,
What a good little sister come hither to me.
You've a dowry besides, very cunningly stor'd,
To fill a nice cupboard, or spread a broad board,
Detroit, Ypsilanti, Ann Arbour, and more ;
For the youngest, methinks, quite a plentiful store.
You're a prog, I perceive, it is true to the letter,
And your sharp Yankee sisters will like you the better.
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