(Inspired by an article by John M. Glionna.)
Before the Ice Age swallowed up the Minnesota ground,
Cavemen hunted dinosaurs, which ambled all around.
The steaks and chops and sausages that came from such a beast
Provided all those gluttons with a never-ending feast.
But then the frost heaved up the earth and snow fell never-ending,
And Minnesota cavemen saw that famine was impending.
Now they gathered roots and nuts and bark from naked trees,
And danced around a fire so they wouldn’t slowly freeze.
Eventually the ice reversed and lo, the land revived;
The cavemen hunted ev’rything, no longer meat-deprived.
And to this day when winter takes the state in its fell grip,
Minnesotans raffle meat to recall that great hardship!