Sunday, February 26, 2012

Cheese.

You know, maybe I should just give up on writing poems about ham. There was a very funny quote once that went, “Why have all of the great philosophers been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese?”

Perhaps ham is to poetry what cheese is to philosophy.

Hey! That rhymed! I wasn’t even trying to do that! Well … you know what that means! Please see below …

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