Virtues of Cheese
A day without Cheese is not a day worth living in
Despite my high cholesterol, I will pop another statin in
The texture, the flavour, the smell, the pure cheesiness
but to overindulge could lead you into queasiness
My perfect day, I’d have to say, if perfection I was seeking
A fluffy Cheesy omelette, would stop my bones from creaking
For lunch a nice Cheese salad, something healthier for me
Then an afternoon tea; for I'm English you see
Cheesy scones and sandwiches with cranberry and Brie
But my ultimate feast of the day would be
a soup made of Stilton and broccoli
With luxurious Truffle and Mac and Cheese
Such amalgamated flavours often bring me to my knees
Then finally my special treat, always instigates the swoons
A cheese packed Cheese Board just for me awaits to be consumed
Then off to bed, but in my head, I hear the words my Grandma said
Too much cheese brings nightmares on, so never eat cheese before bed
Now loud and clear, as if still here, my Grandma’s words inside my head
I stay awake, watch cheesy films, whilst scoffing cheesy snacks instead
Written 11th November 2018
Competition - Cheese
Sponsor: Barry Stebbings
6th placement
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Contest Strand Choice W
Sponsor Brian Strand
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