A careless song, with a little nonsense in it now and then, does
not mis-become a monarch.

A careless song, with a little nonsense in it now and then, does
not mis-become a monarch.

He killed the noble Mudjokivis.
Of the skin he made him mittens,
Made them with the fur read more

He killed the noble Mudjokivis.
Of the skin he made him mittens,
Made them with the fur side inside,
Made them with the skin side outside.
He, to get the warm side inside,
Put the inside skin side outside;
He, to get the cold side outside,
Put the warm side fur side inside.
That's why he put the fur side inside,
Why he put the skin side outside,
Why he turned them inside outside.

There's a skin without and a skin within,
A covering skin and a lining skin,
But the read more

There's a skin without and a skin within,
A covering skin and a lining skin,
But the skin within is the skin without
Doubled and carried complete throughout.

Pure love produces pure nonsense.

Pure love produces pure nonsense.

Nonsense and beauty have close connections.

Nonsense and beauty have close connections.

No one is exempt from taking nonsense; the misfortune is to do it
solemnly.

No one is exempt from taking nonsense; the misfortune is to do it
solemnly.

Totally mad. Utter nonsense. But we'll do it because it's brilliant nonsense.

Totally mad. Utter nonsense. But we'll do it because it's brilliant nonsense.

From the Squirrel skin Marcosset
Made some mittens for our hero.
Mittens with the fur-side inside,
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From the Squirrel skin Marcosset
Made some mittens for our hero.
Mittens with the fur-side inside,
With the fur-side next his fingers
So's to keep the hand warm inside.

A little nonsense now and then
Is relished by the wisest men.

A little nonsense now and then
Is relished by the wisest men.