Ingersoll (Poem by James McIntyre)

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Ingersoll

By James McIntyre

Ex-Mayor Thomas Brown may be considered the father of the town, he projected the first roads and bridges.


The Thames and tributary rills,
Here they do drive numerous mills,
Enabling millers to compete
To pay high price for oats and wheat.
Here streams do drive many a wheel
For to grind both flour and oatmeal,
And town will extend its boundaries
With its enterprising foundries.
For fine pianos town is famed
And highest rank for them is claimed,
And brighter days for it yet dawns
With its grand mansions and fine lawns,
And it has now the title grand
The capital of dairyland.

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