Long Fromage Poems

We are friendly sort of people, greeting and asking how you are,
One great nation, two languages, the distance between coasts far,
Travel to Quebec or to some areas in provinces east and west,
You may be asked...

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life had written an etude in D minor and barely gave him a pass

D for defeat denial disintegration dour reprise of the inevitable

bottom of the class for society sang to its dominant song book

while he...

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The most beautiful girls,
Are those we imagine to love,
The ones we would like to invite to the restaurant
To drink champagne and grands crus,

The most beautiful girls, I know some,
Are the ones we imagine loving you,
They...

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Sometimes some lost and lonely housewife I know well and knew put glossy
lip stick on and subtle pastel shade mascara plucked his brows and shaved
the pits of desperation the dust and grime the secretive desire...

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I followed milky and mouldy scents,
down cobbled and narrow paths,
only to see it riddled with rats,
feasting on Feta and Camembert,
whilst the wine sipping Uppers prepared to
clash against the cider swigging downers!

The Fromage Frenzy and Curd...

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My “honey” with chestnuts will not come for Christmas,
It’s life, you have to enjoy yourself anyway
once a year, 

New Year’s menu to enjoy at the time you like,

Foie gras with a glass of Monbazillac,
Snails with...

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Enamel finger-smeared thick with butter
Yellow onions, yellow butter, floured and browned
Just add cream
From roux to dream
Now spice to glue that hold my world together

The team assembles for its tasty mission
Cheddar, gouda, mozz and more
Thick sheets...

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FROMAGE BADINAGE

Some cheeses improve with age
But, in danger of being verbose 
Just serve me plain and mature
Yellow, without that thick rind
And tastier on the tongue, I find
Not fancy, with that false allure
As some blue veins...

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I’ve been trying to have a conversation.
Just to get a little piece of mind.
These drugs giving me a sensation.
Dying slow, but I’m feeling just fine.
Too bright in here, my pupils dilated.
Shades on, but, there ain’t...

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Omelette au fromage!
It was like simply taking a risk,
In making omelette, breaking and whisk.
To drive it smoother than silk,
Add up some water or milk.

Chop, chop, chop!
Bulb onion, tomato, bell pepper, coriander and dill,
Salt ,black pepper,...

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I once shocked you
by my Queen Maud Fromage poem,
remembering a time
when the good Queen Maud
choked on the heavy stuff.

Her courtiers were 
about her suddenly,
and Queen Maud was
thumped on royal back
most thoroughly...

Thoroughly, yes thoroughly...
I have it...

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