by | Feb 9, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

Cheese Processed
It comes in a tin
Round and not so thin
In a ten man rat pack
All packed in

When open you think
It looks so creamy
If you ever tasted it
You would know it’s not dreamy
And it definitely is not creamy

It’s the devils cheese
Eat enough and you will wheeze
Your arteries clog
And you can’t go to the bog

Suggested uses for cheese processed
Waxing a surf board
Or building a city
It can go through your system
And never turn into a (You Know) ends in itty

The army should sue
The manufactures too
They went to the factory
To see what to do
Turns out they also make glue

That my friend is story about cheese
The processed type
Just remember it comes in a tin
Round and not so thin?


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