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If you are sulky,
Nova Scotia, We'll gladly let you float away From out our Confederation; You sicken us with sily agitation. If any more our patience you do tax We'll let you go to Halifax.
James McIntyre
James McIntyre (baptised 25 May 1828 – 31 March 1906), called The Cheese Poet, was a poet.
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