Imagination

We bought a pet called Zack Just shy to a cow’s knees Gave it cheddar to snack Since he always said cheese But he grew overnight In his width and his height So we switched to some brie And thought that, with maybe A thin slice of Roquefort Would curtail his growth spurt Then we left Zack alone With our best provolone But he kept on growing With no sign of slowing In his cage he was squeezed But he kept saying cheese So we shaved Romano And sliced Asiago But he grew the next day To our utter dismay We tried Swiss in a bowl And Muenster on a plate Gouda on a cracker And all of it he ate But he didn’t get sick He just lengthened too quick Yet Zack asked for some more When he shouted out cheese So we drove to the store He was so hard to please Plus Zack constantly smiled As he ate sharp or mild And when he had feta Or balled mozzarella Eating lots seemed a breeze Then he’d always say cheese So we knew what to do And we offered him blue But he grew and he grew And now stood six foot two When we returned poor Zack They would not take him back Because the boss realized Zack was way oversized But as a concession She gave a confession And said when Zack’s meal’s through He will say cheese on cue To get his picture then Not to eat cheese again Now we don’t feed Zack cheese But have pics to our knees