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BLUE CHEESE AND OLD PICKLES

Looking back at the decades gone by
Over the wall at hammers and sickles
Berlin with a certain oldworld appeal
Just the setting for spy novels, I feel
For me, blue cheese and old pickles
A ‘60s memory that’s now gone dry

Blue cheese veins, a suggestion of age
Old pickles in vinegar make me wince
Some say they all were different times
With the red versus blue secret crimes
But has remained unsettled, ever since
If reading history, seeing the next page

As the bear wakes, an eagle flies again
But glancing over a different shoulder
Only across oceans and never a bridge
Is it now time to clear out that fridge
Threats of war both hotter and colder
Yet nervous tension will always remain

Cheese may leave a tang in the throat
Especially if they’re considered as blue
Pickles are always sharp on the tongue
But was that a dirge that I heard sung
Perhaps it is time to know what’s true
And ignore what all the papers wrote

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