Went To A Garden Party

 Went to a garden party,
At The Old Creek for some cheese,
Trays were being passed around,
Under my nose by Ed as a tease.

I spotted  some Gouda with cheddar,
I could really tell by the smell,
And when I tried the Jalapeno,
I felt I visited hot hell.

On my journey down Old Creek,
Some smells just made me sway,
As I come across strange oders,
That threw me by the way.

Some smelled of dirty feet,
While others  like Montery Jack,
Served with the perfect cracker,
Made a fine and dandy snack.

I watched as others were tempted,
To hold their nose as they ate,
Gosh how they were suckered in,
To finally take the bate.

I went to a garden party,
To Old Creek, where I'll go no more,
I'll not try the cheese that Ed offers,
That tasted like some dirty floor.

We need to breathe clean air again,
Keep the smells under lock and key,
Force the stinky cheese on others,
Just keep it away from me.