This week we feature two offerings from Stealth Kam.

Cheesey weesy thou art much in the convestable

Esurient ain't the half of it boyo me lad

Cheese give it to me like blood to bug

Me I like cheese

Cheese for thou art like the foot that attract the mosquito

Cheese is what I want

Cheese is what I need

Cheese heals all wounds

I Cheese

O' Parsnip do your dance in my tummy wummy

Be much with giving of de-hungerment

You put me on a mission for them greens

Parsnips you know how to party

Keep your Pizza

I here for the root!

I'm not chattin' about none of your Larch now

You claim to be bland

Let it be told now

Parsnip could rock your block

Not just for the soup but the roast as well

None of your faking Swedes for me

Vogon Poetry Archive

Stealth Kam

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