Blue Cheese
There is Cheshire, Red Leicester, Emmental and Brie,
Double Gloucester and Edam, a delight for all to see,
Stilton, Caerphilly, or Cheddar mature and mild,
Lots of subtle flavours to drive my taste bud’s wild.
There is Lancashire, Wensleydale or Derby to please,
So why, oh’ why, would you serve me Blue Cheese?
That smelly Blue cheese you know I cannot stand,
Give me Shropshire Mild, or something rather bland.
I don’t want that stinking dairy, in my salad box,
Opening the lid to an odour of sweaty socks.
So, hear my request I am begging of you please,
No more, no more, of that smelly blue cheese.
i love to eat, it is my dream to eat and eat,
and while the tastes, to heaven take, I fry
up half a pound of hake, but that is nothing
my lips to take, when in the fiery kitchen bake,
a cake of such proportions make, washed down
with Guinness, then medium steak.
then there’s sweets and candies too, and warm
buttered breads with jams a few and while we’re here,
asparagus spear, with roast potatoes, crispy sear…
yet best of all, in banquet hall, are cheeses firm
and soft; stilton, yarg but that’s not all, there’s
wensleydale matured and tall
so where’s this going I heard you ask, buttered scone,
alimentary task?...well all is simple, plain to see, just
come to mine, share some tea, chocs and toffees,
biscuits rare, we’ll eat the lot, like we don’t care
and as the setting sun rolls down, we’ll scoff at diets with
hearty frown, for ours is not to trim or skip, but simply
moisten cherry lip
“Apple pie without cheese, is like a kiss without the squeeze”
It is of the traditional Wensleydale cheese made with the milk of a Ewe
Franciscan monks used to keep the little cheese making sheep
They used a culture called rennet to make the finest cheese of mouldy blue
Wensleydale cheese, the palette does please with a taste fresh and light
You’re not likely to find the blue Wensleydale, cos now they only make white
A piece of fruit cake with cheese or an apple, or maybe Christmas cake too
This amazing bacteria culture with milk, what a taste treat is waiting for you.
© 07/01/2013 ~GG~
Contest Entry
Don't shout at me Debbie just my bit of fun for your contest.
Roast Welsh mutton from Brecon
a Yorkshire pudding
A Melton Mowbray pork pie
Wensleydale cheese straws
Bakewell Tart and cream
Draught Bitter
Beer !
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