August: A Time For Cheese

We know he hates Shelley and Byron and Keats

But harbours a soft spot for Milton;

So what does he eat when he reads, one may ask:

Ricotta, Manchego or Stilton?

Possibly the Abbaye du Mont des Cats

Or else a Port Salut;

Or, if he’s going for pungency,

A Chaumes or the Danish Blue.

He’s known to loathe Leerdammer

But takes a Camembert

On those occasions when they’re out

Of Pouligny Saint Pierre.

Caerphilly he’s indifferent to

But nothing makes him ruder

Than dinner parties where the host

Forgets to serve the gouda.

In short, his tastes are catholic,

Like Jesus in the manger;

The cheeses make him strong so he

Can shield us all from danger.