I Always Wanted To Be Cheese
I always wanted to be cheese the blowtorch said.
The opossum thought this funny but had to play dead.
There was a brick of cheese wrapped in waxy red.
She stated that the blowtorch had a really fine head.
After the threat left, the opossum took a tiny bite
Of the cheese and stated that it tasted all right.
The blowtorch changed his mind about cheese at this sight.
I think I will just be me, he said to the critters of the night.
The opossum did not comment but was glad she had a part.
She liked helping people’s imagination stay fresh and tart.
The cheese was embarrassed being half his original size.
He asked the opossum to please avert her eyes.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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