If I married an Italian woman and had a bunch of kids with her on the farm, I would name them for cheeses, gouda, gorgonzolla, swiss, brie, colby, jack, cheddar, trying to remember the fancy ones. That's not quite a poem about cheese, I could write you a poem about salami though.
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