Blue cheese

Do you smell this delicious fresh breeze?

I must warn you. Beware!

Some say it kills zombies.

I say: breathe but with care

Because that’s the smell of old blue cheese.

When there’s no left, I’m down on my knees

No sadness can compare

To a day without cheese.

I would go, if I dare

To get my dose, up in the Andes.

My mom always told me: “Eat your peas!”

The world was so unfair.

All I wanted was cheese.

Of you, I would take care

If I could get my piece of blue cheese.

I am leaving, visiting countries

In search of cleaner air

Where, free of plastic seas

My nose can stay aware

That the best scent ever is blue cheese.

Blue cheese causes disease. Blue cheese causes disease.

Have you ever seen a zombie eating blue cheese?

That’s because, that’s because, that’s because… Blue cheese kills zombies!

Blue cheese! Blue cheese! Blue cheeeeeeeese!