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Cheese
When I was 28
And waiting my baby,
I ate numerous cheesy biscuits
To temper the quease,
And excited unease
Of my pregnancy.
Now 23, my baby boy
Still loves cheese
On the pizza we order:
Mozzarella, gouda,
Gorgonzola and feta.
And when I look at him,
And he looks at me,
We say together,
“Halloumi”.
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