*Hey, Ta, ShibbOleth *
Cheese: A Review, In Poem
by Aperturius 1.20.2002
It’s very hard to ruin cheese.
True, if you were on it to sneeze,
It would not necessarily please
And eating it would not be of ease
But it would still be cheese.
If you charged enormous fees
Just to even look at cheese
We’d turn our noses and say, “Please!!”
And then it we’d try to seize
Because it would, yes, still be cheese
If Swiss cheese holes contained large bees
Or if feta had in it hungry fleas
We may not want those kinds of cheese.
But here’s a fact with which we tease:
They’d still be good ol’ fashioned cheese.
Cheeses do not grow on trees,
They come from cows, just squeeze on these!
And should you try some fresh goat cheese,
One taste and you’d say, "Holy Jeez!
Dumb animals make real good cheese!"
So do to cheeses what you please;
Throw it, squish it, melt or freeze.
But from Maine to London to Belize
It makes us all weak in the knees
Because it’s very hard to ruin cheese.
Cheese is cheese, we all need cheese,
Need it as much as spare car keys.
That’s why I give it five Monkeys
errrr ** Anahita** “Old Amsterdam” is * Dutch * cheese, like Gouda and Edam. And Fenris; Aged Gouda is the best.
You didn’t think I liked cheese?