On Cheese
It only just occurred to me to post one of these nuttball poems that I come up with now and then! This one had us rolling so hard that we made a blog for it – cheeselandia.blogspot.com – I guess you had to be there, lol. Storyline and text Copyright by Edward Huse, 2008, all RR, but who cares, if it’s funny send it to someone else.
Cheese, if you please,
makes me weak in the knees.
Even high in the trees
where sun dapples the leaves,
My mind will still wander
to think on a cheese.
Even crafting from peas
an elaborate frieze,
I cannot help else – but
to dwell on a cheese.
And were I to blunder
and fall through a fence,
I shouldn’t be startled
to land on a cheese.
For elegant ease,
and creamy surprise,
not much can exceed the
sweet grasp of a cheese
Engineered to be lovely
and easy to slice,
very little succeeds
like the gift that is cheese.
Cheese, if you please,
makes me weak in the knees
botanicali
:D perfect! If only my cheese-aholic friend had email or web access!
More please, you’ve made me smile as big as the moon