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Murdering Cheese
It wasn't with ease
Nor was it to please
At any time it could make you sneeze
Moved by the slightest breeze
Not many would agree
It wasn't done to appease
Some would definitely plead
Others would disagree
Some were just waiting for a feed
Maybe it was their greed
Waiting for me to commit the dreaded deed
Murdering cheese
About the Creator
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