Today as I drove through town I noticed the barricades.
Ornate and beautiful.
I wondered what festival was taking place?
The little town of my dreams usually quiet,
music and cheese!
I longed to tarry and be the Cheese Queen to wear the slice of Swiss on my noggin
but duty called.
The day was
No cheese magic occurred.
No brie dragons to fight, or fires to fry curds.
Just the same old,
As I was leaving town, I saw it!
A man I did not know, wearing a crown of cheese.
Swiss cheese to be exact.
He crossed the street against the light,
The Cheese King was going into battle.
His sword was a cup of cheese curds,
His banner, a necklace of Swiss cheese beads.
Wearing the colors of the mascot… Wedgie.
I laughed hard!
Oh, King of Cheese, how you brightened my day.
I do not know you, but curtsy to your cheesiness.
The only thing I want to know…
Where did you get the Swiss cheese bead necklace?
If you would like to read poetry that is a little less “cheesy,” check out these poems on the blog.
Sue Cook lives in Freeport, Illinois with her husband Randy and two dogs. Her passions include assistance dogs, rescue dogs, music, acting, theater, poetry, and Doctor Who. She’s been in both film and theater and is a regular cast member of the podcast Doctor Who’s Line is it….Anyway? Sue is an advocate for the use of Service Dogs to assist their disabled handlers to maintain their independence. Quigley’s Quest, her first children’s book, addresses how a dog becomes a Service Dog.