New Year Cheese

On the strike of midnight, 20n^th,

I will partake of some lovely cheese.

The cheese of life, indeed.

Cheese to simply die for.

O cheese! O, sweet cheese!

Whereforth withthou,

And unto thee,

Do cheese in the New Year

Until replete and replenished

Both inasense

And neither.

Cheese be with you

In the coming year

And more less.

Live by the cheese.

Die by the cheese.

And cheese be with you forthwith, inasense.