A Poem by Amelia Lawrence

a poem about cheese. I got inspired from the contest :-)


In the air, it lingers

across the supermarket, past the bakery

the aroma of stinky feet mixed with cream,

I wonder how you taste.

You are not holey,  you grow in mold,

sometimes you are perfected by the makers of old.

I wonder what you could be paired with,

a nice cabernet, or maybe a rich steak,

but I am just curious,

too afraid of the odor.

I'd rather ingest some fresh mozzarella,

or maybe some pepper jack.

Gouda would even be better than this,

but I refuse to eat swiss.

Limburger, Limburger, why do you taunt me

with your foul stench?

I smell you at the deli, and my throat begins to clench.


© 2009 Amelia Lawrence

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I thoroughly enjoyed this whimsical write Limburger tastes far better than it smells P:uck ip courage and try it

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Amelia Lawrence
Amelia Lawrence

North Tonawanda, NY

I am currently working on my debut novel, hoping to break into the publishing world. I have dabbled here and there in the world of poetry up until just recently, but I have not had anything published.. more..