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Ode on the Mammoth Cheese
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We have seen the Queen of cheese,
Laying quietly at your ease,
Gently fanned by evening breeze --
Thy fair form no flies dare seize.
All gaily dressed soon you'll go
To the great Provincial Show,
To be admired by many a beau
In the city of Toronto.
Cows numerous as a swarm of bees --
Or as the leaves upon the trees --
It did require to make thee please,
And stand unrivalled Queen of Cheese.
May you not receive a scar as
We have heard that Mr. Harris
Intends to send you off as far as
The great World's show at Paris.
Of the youth -- beware of these --
For some of them might rudely squeeze
And bite your cheek; then songs or glees
We could not sing o' Queen of Cheese.
We'rt thou suspended from baloon,
You'd cast a shade, even at noon;
Folks would think it was the moon
About to fall and crush them soon.
James McIntyre
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Hester Andrews
(11/12/2006 11:10:00 AM) |
My favourite poem!
Not many people choose to write about cheese.
We here a lot about wine, bread and meat.
Cheese is the forgotten comestible.
I salute thee, Mr MacIntyre
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poem hater
(3/31/2005 10:01:00 AM) |
goat cheese is the queen cheese
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