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Like No Cheese I’ve Ever Tasted

The moon’s not made of Wensleydale, Said Wallace (via Peter Sallis) In A Grand Day Out, which tale Yet failed to tell us what that ball is.

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Animal Byproducts

Shearing sheep? We’ll go one better: Squeeze a worm to make a sweater! Who’s the genius who decided Hey, that worm’s got silk inside it! Let’s make negligees with that! Also, sheets and grandpa’s hat. Human creativity’s Astonishing: We’re eating … Continue reading

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Cape Goat

Lost Horizon plays Briefly, then shuts off Mendocino fog Temporarily Shrouds the fire sign Mist envelopes the Retro theater Where the patrons wait For the lighting guy Or someone like him

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Turophilosophy

A side effect of loving cheese Is turophiliac disease From which your hope of getting well Proports inversely to your smell Since only truly funky odor Motivates the casual voter Who from loud complaint might shrink Were you diffusing paler … Continue reading

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Eggs Are Not Apples

Eggs are not apples. Though both grow on trees And can hurt when they hit you And taste good with cheese And can’t play the piano (Unless they have help), Don’t relax with canasta Or jump rope with kelp, And … Continue reading

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Redefining Bliss

Melted cheese in warm tortilla Ignorance, meet Quesadilla

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Catwig

I’m wearing my cat as a wig, ’cause I can. Or is it toupée? She’s a girl, I’m a man. I’d call her a hairpiece but that’s a disease People get on their lips after eating bad cheese– No, that … Continue reading

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