No, I ain’t talking
about my humor,
for it’s full of cheese,
without doubt, for sure.
Nor do I refer
to butt-rock ballads,
rather yesterday’s
side dinner salads.
A mountain of cheese
piled on so high;
it starts at the bowl
and reaches the sky.
And as for the taste,
was it good you ask?
Well, saving some room
was no easy task!
