‘How you must have stopped and wondered
How I must feel
Out on the meadows
While you roam the fields.’
– Shaman Blues
… So Skunk went on the land but before long he accidentally stood on and broke Meadow-Lark’s leg.
“Lima, lima, lima,” cried Meadow-Lark in distress.
“If you tell me where I can find my musk-sac,” said Skunk , “I will fix that leg with some brushwood.”
“All right,” said Meadow-Lark, “but it will not be easy for you to retrieve your musk-sac.”
“You must tell me anyway,” said Skunk.
“It is being held by some Clever Fellows who have given it to one of their orphan children as a toy,” said Meadow-Lark.
Skunk did not like the sound of that at all.
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