The Life of Any Party
Princess Martina Matilda Marianna Mouse,
held the most wondrous parties in any house;
with the finest imported Cheshire and Brie,
served up with green olives and black tea.
In her finest satins and imported lace,
this fair princess with a divine face
would serve her guests with ecstatic glee
though if you preferred you could have Chablis.
Truly she told the most wonderful jokes,
sure to split the sides of any bloke;
the room did light up when she arrived;
her fondue she flavored with the finest chives.
Fresh homemade breads were dipped in her pot;
Maestro Mouse always dripped cheese on his ascot.
She now provides bibs for their dining ease,
when eating her luscious liquid cheese.
Her Asiago will tickle your empty tum-tum;
sometimes she serves Jamaican Spiced Rum.
There's Cantal and Bel, Blue and Havarti;
Stilton, Provolone Reggiano and Testouri.
Her goal in life is to ultimately see,
everyone in the world enjoying great cheese.
And there's nothing like her Truffle Delights,
which she serves at parties on Saturday night.
A most generous hostess, Martina takes pride
in serving the disabled at the curbside;
no one ever goes hungry with Martina around,
she also gives etiquette lessons in town.
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