Stinky cheese

like stinky toes

clogs my head

and

stuffs my nose

Funny thing

when grilled

or fried

that stinky smell

it seems

to hide

I wonder why

when we

alter its state

that cheese

becomes

the most

perfect date.

May it melt

and ooze

and

stick to

my pans

May I

nosh

forever

right out of my

hands.

Thank you

cows and

goats and

sheep

that stinky cheese

we’ll always

keep.

Thank you so much Lisa Leshaw for this CHEESY POEM!

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