
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!


Leave a comment