One of those cheesy love poems...

My love for you is like my love for cheese,

both of you smell like you have a disease

Telling you this will make you less than pleased,

pass the cheese if you please

With a cuppa tea,

Sounds good to me

Get some crackers just for me,

Put them on a plate

Hurry don't be late!

Got a date for half past eight with your mate

Having cheese and red wine,

Sure do dine fine

Waiting in the queue,

booked a booth for two

No clue what to do!

No cheese on the menu,

Better change the venue or the date is over

Don't like men when I'm sober... the end

Home's around the bend,

I'm Glad that's the end!

Eating cheese is the new trend,

I love cheese, the end.