From her borders, far away,    Kansas blows a trumpet call, Answered by the loud "hurrah"    Of her troopers, one and all. "Knife and pistol, sword and spur! –"    Cries K. T.-- "Let my troopers all concur, To the old flag, no demur--    Follow me!" Hence the song of jubilee. Platyphillis from the tree,       High among the branches hid, Sings all night so merrily--    "K. T. did,    She did--she did!" Thirty-score Jayhawkers bold,       Kansas men of strong renown, Rally round the banner old,       Casting each his gauntlet down. Good for Kansas," one and all    Cry to her; Riding to her trumpet call, Blithe as to a festival,    All concur! Hence the revel and the glee, As the chanter from the tree,       High among the branches hid, Sings all night so merrily--    "K. T. did,    She did--she did!"

–Anonymous

- "K.T." is "Kansas Territory"

History of Kansas
Noble L. Prentis
(Winfield: E. P. Greer. 1899)