Bad Poems about Cheese

Who can resist cheesy poems?

Fertile Lands and Mammoth Cheese

In barren district you may meet
Small fertile spot doth grow fine wheat,
There you may find the choicest fruits,
And great, round, smooth and solid roots.

But in conditions such as these
You cannot make a mammoth cheese,
Which will weigh eight thousand pounds,
But where large fertile farms abounds.

Big cheese is synonymous name,
With the fertile district of the Thame,
Here dairy system’s understood,
And they are made both large and good.

James McIntyre

The Cheesemistress needs to know there is a passage in the “Ode on the Mammoth Cheese” that made me think of her:

We have seen the Queen of cheese,
Laying quietly at your ease,
Gently fanned by evening breeze —
Thy fair form no flies dare seize.

Thanks to Chase Me Ladies I’m in the Cavalry for the lead.

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14 thoughts on “Bad Poems about Cheese

  1. Poems About Cheese
    Michael at Chasing the Wind has culturally enlightened us with Poems About Cheese. I particularly liked this part: We have seen the Queen of cheese, Laying quietly at your ease, Gently fanned by evening breeze – Thy fair form no…

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