Classic Poem

'Twas one October mornin'
That I seen a wond'rous sight;
'Twas the timber drover Bigerlow
A-hailin' from Detrite.
Watch her! Catch her!
Jump up in her Jujubaju!
Give her the sheet an' let her go,
We're the boys to see her through!
You should a' heard her howlin'
When the wind was blowin' free!
'Twas on the trip to Buffalo from Milwaukee!