The Belle of Maxinkuckee  

You may boast of the belles of the seaside towns,
Their beautiful faces and costly gowns.
Of the belles of Longbranch and Newport too,
Of the yachts that skim o'er the ocean blue.
You may speak of the beauties of "Walnut Hills",
Whose praise proud Cincinnati trills.
And the girls of "Ole Kentucky",
But the "summer girl" of sweetness and grace,
To whom rosy health gives a beautiful face,
Is the girl who knows how to row a boat.
She may hail from Vincennes or Terre Haute.
The Belle of Maxinkuckee!
For the Maxinkuckee girl can fish.
To troll for bass is her deareast wish.
She does not angle for dudeish beaus,
Like the dainty girl the seaside knows
She handles the oar with vim and dash,
Her skift as swift as the lightning flash.
And her angling always lucky,
He who loves her has met his fate.
To the pride of the grand old Hoosier state.
The Belle of Maxinkuckee.

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30 August 1901
Culver Herald