Sunday, June 16, 2013
A Silly Poem
George Grant posted on Facebook this evening a quote by G.K. Chesterton: "The poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese."
Well, I'm up for a challenge, even after being away for a long time! This is what I posted in reply to G.G.'s post:
A Cheesy Poem
I once buttered up a young miss
By saying her skin was like swiss.
I meant it was silky with cream--
"Holes" was all to her it could seem.
I tried and I tried to do better,
And I likened her hair to a cheddar.
"Greasy" was all that she knew,
So she left me bereft and so bleu.
No! Her hair was as lovely as she,
Not stinky and gooey like brie.
So now I'm a miserable fella,
Sitting here with my nice mozzarella.
Stumble and sputter and wheeze--
You just can't po-et about cheese!
--Cindy Marsch, 2013