Apparently G.K. Chesterton once said that Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese. This dearth of cheese poems in the cannon ends here and now.
There was a young fool from Leeds
Who was exceedingly fond of cheese
from Africa, India, Kalamazoo
Processed, Artisinal, fresh, and aged too
He ate the whole lot
til his tum was a pot
that gluttonous fool from Leeds
4 thoughts on “Silent about cheese”
Ha ha! ❤💯✔
Mom and I are both impressed.
Thanks! Mom being impressed is a big deal
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Ha! Great work!
I once wrote a poem about macaroni and cheese. Do you think that counts?
I think it does. Chesterton never had the pleasure of reading your work.
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