Ode on the Mammoth Cheese Weighing over 7,000 Pounds


 * 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 caste a shade, even at noon;
 * Folks would think it was the moon
 * About to fall and crush them soon.