Ode to Cheese

Ode to Cheese


Fair Cheddar, my
Heart lies with you
Or does
It belong to smoky
Signora Gouda?
My American ways
Call for a
Swiss invasion
Holeyer than thou
Mr. Jack
I cannot lie
Your varieties entice
And Pepper me
With your love
But Cousin Provolone
Has
Flown in from
A faraway land
Where he is
Famous
Old man Limburger
A biting,
Nasty fellow
You come in
Many moods
Sadness known
To you,
Rhapsody in Bleu
Bring me more Brie
By the bucketful,
I belong
Don’t forget crazy
Uncle Steinbuscher and
Aunt Weisslacker
German counterparts residing
In my pit
At the point
Of no return
Fed up with Feta
Look!
In the sky!
It’s a bird! No!
It’s a plane! No!
It’s…
Muenster Mozzarella Man!
Packed away is
Ricky Ricotta
In his noodle
Outfit
Like his twin’s
Tortellini suitcase
Don’t forget our brothers
To the south:
Oaxaca, Quesillo, and
Asadero
I think I shall
Build a cheese Cottage of
Brick and Cream cheese mortar
To live in until I grow
As ripe as an
Old Farmer cheese.