Mini Cheddar Poem by Lee Fones

Mini Cheddar



i sat alas
with my mini Cheddar
nibbling at my sea bass
dreaming about muck spreader

fifty acres i must spread
then i'm picking out thy yields
good job i ain't wed
i'd be picking at thy shields

Monday, November 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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