In shafts and tunnels damp and dark
deep underground beneath the park
they toil until their hair is grey
shoveling cheddar every day.
Only the brave would ever go
shoveling cheddar every day.
Only the brave would ever go
to seek their bounty down below
far beneath the clay and shale –
the golden seams of Wensleydale.
the golden seams of Wensleydale.
Daily they descend to hell
to bring us up our Babybel
Double Gloucester, Port Salut
Mozzarella, Danish Blue.
They are facing doom down there
from slides of liquid camembert
from slides of liquid camembert
razor shards can slice a man
from dynamited parmesan.
from dynamited parmesan.
Breathing just for you and me
the deadly fumes of ripening brie
our jaded palettes just to please
courageous men are mining cheese.
courageous men are mining cheese.
No comments:
Post a Comment