Dairy in the air (Terrible Poetry Contest)
This is the last Terrible Poetry Contest before Chelea takes a summer break and (presumably) resumes operations in September. The prompt is a limerick about Vermont Cheddar Cheese.
I was going to add a Vermont Cheddar pun here but they’re all too… yeah, I don’t even have to say it.
Dairy in the air
Her breath smelled like Vermont cheddar cheese,
so when she said, “Boy, won’t you come kiss me please.”
I just squeezed shut my sniffer
and dreamed of Aniston, you know, Jennifer,
and gave her lips a soft gentle squeeze.
hahahah! I just saw the title in my Inbox and started laughing. You have outdone yourself, Michael.
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Thanks Lois!
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Just one?!
Kudos, Michael. That WAS admirably awful, and should be saved in a pocket for State Fair time!! 🦟🦋🦟
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I had a second one but it was pretty bad even by my standards.
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😂
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Can’t let a title like this one slip past yer eyes.
And couldn’t you and Jennifer just be good … No, just can’t do that pun!
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There’s never a pun that can’t be done!
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It wasn’t cheesy at all, Michael B. Well done.
~Nan
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Thanks Nan!
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🙂
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Ha! Love it
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Thanks JYP!
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So funny, Fishman! Loved it!
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Thanks Chelsea!
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