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If you don't like cheese

I'm afraid to say

Something might be

Wrong with your head


I must confess

I was there once

When I was young

I was a silly dunce


I did not like cheese

Nor did I eat pizza

I would cry if I saw it

On my pasta


I have changed, you see

For the better

I no longer eat macaroni

Flavored with butter


I have repented

And seen the light

I now know cheese

In all its might


If you are lost

Take my hand

I will take you

TO CHEESE LAND


A place of joy

And happiness

Where we all pray

To cheese, our Goddess


The moon is far

And made of cheese

But you'll need no rockets

To taste this glee


Go to the supermarket

To the dairy aisle

But don't buy goat's cheese

That stuff is vile


If you find cheese

You'll never go hungry

For the goodness of cheese

Will bless your belly

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