"Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese." - G.K. Chesterton
Ah, Mister Chesterton, I must concur.
The Camembert love is lacking, Monsieur!
If there's a way to make bacon better,
surely it's smothering it in Cheddar.
On bread and water prisoners endure,
but brie with bread is the height of grandeur.
What, say you, is more addictive than crack?
Just a cracker topped with Monterey Jack.
Yes, poets obsess on love and death,
but you can smell the Roquefort on their breath.
[OK, there's no budget for Roquefort,
truth is, it's a canned cheese of some sort.]
