Phillip Garcia Poet Rhyme

Nothing But Goat Cheese

Old Willy’s ice-box housed nothing but cheese.
Row after row of perfect pillars packed
with gouda cheese, bleu cheese, mascarpone cheese
and a bit of brie (though for cheddar lacked)
all sealed in air-tight capsules and aligned
in such a way that no available space
went to waste.  When his health declined
and failed in 1616, his cheese faced
a litany of tests as physicians
marveled at how it seemed to resist
decay or time induced decomposition,
the results of which have since been published
and studied by goats like me who mock that cheese
while hypocritically writing poems like these.

11/19/2018

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Darlene De Beaulieu October 26, 2020 at 10:50 AM Hello Phillp Garcia, I enjoyed this Goat Chees poem. I do enjoy a good goat cheese. I also drink goat milk. I prefer it to cows.. enjoy your day my friend.

Indiana Shaw February 21, 2020 at 8:16 AM Ha ha ha, what a cheesy poem, love it . . . : )

Constance La France November 23, 2018 at 11:02 AM Phillip, wonderful, all those cheeses are my addiction, I mean it is a real problem for me. I think "they" should have a support group called Cheese Addiction, I love your CHEESE poem, a winner to me ~ Phillip Garcia November 23, 2018 at 11:26 AM Haha. Bless you for saying so. I was actually kinda proud of it and if it's a winner to you, then gosh darn it, it's a winner to me