I Ate Your Cheese

Listen,

I ate your cheese.

I’m sorry!

(Sort of)

But you left it

in the fridge.

And it was getting moldy.

Or maybe not.

It’s hard to tell

with blue cheese.

Anyway,

I’m not proud of it

okay?

But it called to me

in it’s little cheesy voice.

It said,

“eat me, I’m delicious”.

And you know what?

It was!

Can I still crash on your couch?

Your cat likes me…