There once was a guy name of Sam,
Sam Goulda was his name & he loved spam,
He’d eat it raw or cook it up hot,
But it never seemed to be good enough after pot…
He ate it with tomatoes,
He ate it with potato’s,
He washed it down with juice,
He piled it with produce…
He could never get it right,
Most times he got upset & just took flight,
He just did not understand his own plight,
All he needed was some melted gouda,
After this one he was named of this cheesey delight…
He just didn’t get it to any degrees,
As of cheese he had no expertise,
His nick name being pee wee’z,
He was about as smart as in the forest, the tree’s…
© Rufuz J 09.28.2007
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All of you all have been missed.
I have some grEEn ChEEsE for ya...
WOOF
Duchess
Take care,
Sherry
Come, we teach a little lesson to PeeWee.
the Elder
You can lick it and flick it without any remorse!!
Love sTinky
SPAM... hated it 'raw' from the can,
but when sliced thin n' fried like bacon,
scarfed it down... loved it man...
loaded with cheese t'would not be forsaken!
now you got me achin'...
TomKat
Your Daddy bein' bad again? Certainly not YOU, you sweet adorable puppy with the sad eyes. :) Come to my little corner of the Den, have some lovely Wensleydale for you to try. It's delicious!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Be safe,
Karen
and you ain't near as smelly.
Kathy
ET
Funny one, Ed! Ah, er...Rufus.
What have you been smokin?
Cheesy Rufuz, really Cheesy, good dog
Walt
But that's another story, and another poem!! And you have now been officially entered into the 'Cheese Poem of the Year' Contest.
Great cheesy write Rufus!
Love,
Annie