Gershon Wolf Poet Personification

Limburger Cheese Dreams

  
       It’s time to put forth some new information
         to shatter the myth of small primate intimidation

       I’m done scurrying from one alley to another
          just to scrounge some rancid cheese for my brothers

       So, from now on it’s full bore galore
          Me and my friends are hittin’ up every dairy store

        I distract ‘em in front with my Mighty Mouse routine
           While my comrades sneak out the back with limburger unseen

        And next month, we invade Madison Cheese Garden
           (I’ll be the one with a butcher knife and hard-hat-on)

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Terry Flood January 5, 2026 at 4:36 PM Why o why would that that tale have taken me twenty seven verses to illustrate. Note to self… LESS IS MORE! Enjoyed that little blighter’s tale. Squeak Squeak!

Daniel Henry Rodgers January 5, 2026 at 1:21 PM Happy New Year Gershon, I love the defiant rhythm of this. It’s more than just a funny poem, it’s a manifesto for the marginalized. It takes a lot of wit to blend that kind of 'alley-scrounging' grit with a 'Cheese Garden' dream. Highly entertaining and weirdly empowering! Winter Blessings, Gershon, Daniel

Joseph P. DiMino January 5, 2026 at 12:59 PM Control them, perhaps. But like roaches, they will be here on the earth long after mankind has perished. And mosquitoes! Near omnipotent. Very funny. Good one, Gershon. Never a bad one from you, now that I think about it. Write away!!

Karen Jones January 4, 2026 at 10:12 PM Fun! You have lots of ideas! You never are a bore! I am in a block and feel like my writing is stale lol!