Claremore Mound
OKLAHOMA POEMS
CLAREMORE MOUND
Claremore Mound is a picnic place
For people all around-
They never think of the battle
Fought on that sacred ground.
They eat there in that haunted spot,
They throw tin cans about,
And more than one has tried his luck
At digging a skeleton out.
Skeletons with the skull crushed in,
And arrows through their breasts,
Have been dug out of the burial place,
Disturbed in their last rest.
"Twas the Indians' last battle,
'T was the warriors' last ride;
They all were buried on Claremore Mound,
They were buried side by side.
Better they rest in their last sleep,
Their Happy Hunting Ground-.
They died in a great battle,
So let their sleep be sound.
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