Minnesota was his name

Minnesota walks on, fair winds to his back

Pushing forward this endless track,

Bag packed lightly with loot mostly,

Cherished some by the stomach alone,

Many days walking, never knowing himself apart,

For he was raised by the woods from the start,

Found and somewhat raised by the Baxter's,

Of Oak lane Minnesota that is " Hence the name",

The couple tried many but what took was the simplicity,

Simplicity of being, well, " Minnesota"