As you are all aware, I am a devotee (some would add the adjective "fanatical" ahead of "devotee," but some people are just that way) of the snack food known as the cheese curl.
I just got a small bag out of the vending machine downstairs, of the variety produced by historic regional producer Golden Flake, and noticed something new on the outside of the package--a poem.
It reads like this:
When It's
Cheddar Cheese
You're After
But Want
A Crunch,
Golden Flake
Cheese Curls
Are Great To Munch!
Grab This Bag
To Start The Fun,
Golden Flake
Cheese Curls
Are #1!
Such an insipid bit of doggerel for such a fine product. I would like to suggest that something better be put on the bag, something BOLD and VISIONARY and LIVELY and, doggone it all, something AMERICAN.
Something like: IF YOU EAT CHEESE PUFFS YOU'RE A NO-GOOD COMMIE GOON!
There now. I feel much better.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at April 4, 2006 03:23 PMHow, precisely, does one "EACH" anything? And may I offer the following:
real men
eat Cheese Curls
The other type
are for girls.
And, for the ladies out there:
Nice girls
eat Cheese Curls.
Those other puffs
are for bits of fluff
Fine. It's not Whitman, exactly.
Posted by: skinnydan at April 5, 2006 07:00 AMOops. I got so angry my tongue got wrapped around my eyeteeth and I couldn't see what I was saying.
I think your verses are fine, except that cheese puffs aren't fit for ANYone, man or woman.
Posted by: Dr. Possum at April 5, 2006 07:21 AM