Dairy Ode (James McIntyre Poems)
Our muse it doth refuse to singOf cheese made early in the spring,When cows give milk from spring fodderYou cannot ...
Our muse it doth refuse to singOf cheese made early in the spring,When cows give milk from spring fodderYou cannot ...
Where the young lady waiters were dressed as dairymaids.Throughout the world they do extolThe fame of our town Ingersoll,The capital ...
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