The Cheese Poem

 Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese. - G.K. Chesterton

I would like some cheese.

I beg you please,

don't be a tease.

Bring on the cheese

and I'll think you are the bee's knees

and give you an affectionate squeeze.

It can be blue cheese or Swiss.

They won't go amiss.

Or maybe Camembert or Brie.

Either one would suit me

and in fact bring me glee.

A few slices of Gouda

would get me stoked,

especially if it's smoked.

A bit of Mozzarella

would make me a happy fella.

As would some cheddar

be it white or yella.

 

A slab of Muenster

would make me as happy as a funster

or maybe even a punster.

I really dig parmesan.

It is totally gone,

or some Asiago, Daddy-o.

I'll dine out on the patio.

I'd enjoy some Colby

if it isn't moldy.

Bring me some Edam,  oh please, Madame!

That would make me happy as a clam!

I think some Havarti

would be nice and hearty.

Bring me some and you'll be

the life of the party.

I don't ask for lobster or steak

or even  cookies or cake,

nor even a bowl of corn flakes.

All I ask of you, please,

is to bring me some cheese! - Jeff Barnes