Cutting the Cheese


Mama always said,
before you cut the cheese,
open the windows first, would you please
Or step outside into a stiff breeze
Flatulently speaking,
cutting the cheese is an art form
If done correctly, and the timing's right ---
it will give the haters olfactory fright,
and send them scurrying in flight
They will turn up their noses in disgust,
when they can't open the windows
or get off the bus
And as the foul fart fumigates the air,
they'll be coughing and gagging everywhere
But, see if you care,
as you laugh at their noxious despair
Cutting the cheese, served with grapes of wrath,
always opens up any blocked path
Cutting the cheese,
and cold revenge chilled fine,
goes rather well with any whine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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De Beaulieu Avatar
January 29, 2017 at 6:58 PM
Orka is a smelly cheese,never had it .Do not want it. It really smells awful. I would never eat that cheese. Enjoyed your poem. Stay away from the smelly cheese.
Nusker Avatar
January 27, 2017 at 10:35 PM
I remember, a couple of months ago there was a contest on this theme. This poem of yours would have placed first. I love the humour in it.
Hoffman Avatar
January 26, 2017 at 7:27 PM
Lol, this is so funny Freddie…I must have lived a sheltered life though because never heard of expression of "cutting the cheese!" You should enter this in a humorous type contest! P & L~Che PS The 14 word challenge contest was definitely a challenge…at least for me; thank you for nice comment on it!:)
Andresen Avatar
January 26, 2017 at 1:56 PM
- ..... A fragrant cheese ... well mature .... blue cheeses (?) - In Norway we have one called : " Gammel Ost " - - > "Old cheese" ... smells terrible :)))) - My grandfather loved it, I remember :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Robinson Jr. Avatar
January 26, 2017 at 2:01 PM
Ty, Sunshine for the informative comments. This poem is just my tongue-in-cheek take on a popular expression here in America. I love blue cheeses though. Love and peace to you.
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