Old Timer Rhymer Poet Rhyme

Don't tease more cheese please

Any foodie on the brink

Of getting moody thinks

Of the dear dairy panacea 

The culinary kinks

The cultural links

Gourmet high jinx

Of no.. not Cullen skink

CHEESE


As drinks clink then sink

Where the nods & the winks

Go to the food of the Gods

The stuff that really really stinks

CHEESE
 

A noble global endeavour

Arty farty dolcelatte party

Comte & cheddar

Smutty nutty double header

CHEESE


Palette caged by a rare

Cave aged Gruyere

Who can forget..appetite whet

Heat light stand manned..expands..

Milky glue or is it silky Moo Goo 

Fanned..hands pulling strands

Eat not..planned fondue

Best damned bet 

Always get a Raclette

CHEESE


Prouder of Gouda

Or louder Parmesan fan 

Even when its powder?

Tilting to the built in love

For Stilton.. never wilting

Hard the calling card


Or more a Roquefort sort

Taught soft held aloft

French can’t bench moulds 

Aristocratic blue vein

Dramatic wench holds court

Emphatic stench & stain

CHEESE


Whatever floats your boat

Maybe Goat gets your vote 

Or those in the know

Gloat..chose sheep & Manchego

CHEESE


Young or well hung

Given time in the cellar

But won’t sneer at Paneer

Mozzarella can be stellar

Even give a damn

About dear Madame Edam

CHEESE


If you're of that whining ilk

Got that dining disease

Opining it’s just mouldy milk

Having a dig..you big tease…

Well won’t try to appease

CHEESE


Wary of the not rated

Scary squirting lube 

You squeeze with ease

Flirting fairy out of a tube

Ill fated.. pre grated or

Diced into a nice cube

CHEESE?


Or drastic vices 

Plastic elastic slices

Could go for Dairy Lea 

Fell under the Babybel spell

Or pray tell maybe

Its Le Vache qui Rit

CHEESE?


Always a winning wheeze

Ideal at the beginning 

Or end of a meal

No ratty ways of thinning


Natty diets lose to fatty riots

Choose ways of sinning

A ruse to amuse..

MORE CHEESE PLEASE 

He says grinning


P.S If eating cheese before bed 

Gives you a crappy nightmare


So what if you have fed 

On cheese in these dreams


No scrappy schemes in your head

Led to days with rays of sunbeams


Teams of happy memes instead

Well it seems only fair

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