Fromage

During this past school year, my friend and I would write in rhymes or poems to each other. Hers were quite humorous and mine were very serious.  It was fun to pass the time. One day she wrote a poem about cheese (like I said humorous). She told me that there was no way I could translate it into something serious, and here was my result.

Fromage

My lovely piece of moon

The plate upon the table

One look around the room
Fromage is no fable

At first she did not understand that the poem was even about cheese. Concerning...