I want to eat the sacred cheese but nobody will let me Is this cheese important? Is there purpose to upset me? They say to stay away from it They yell and scream and rant and spit They have a bloody, wild, fit. Oh, why won't they permit me? I want to eat the magic cheese but they have some objections. I want to gobble it all up. They have other suggestions. Eat a bowl of lima beans. Eat a rotten tangerine. Eat a rabid wolverine. Or crow burned to perfection. The sa-ca-red cheese How I could eat it with ease I am now down on my knees and I'm a’beggin' you please Yes, I would pay any fees ‘cause I will be ill at ease Til the sa-ca-red-cheese can be mine I want to eat the special cheese Not all that other junk there I must consume the dairy hunkus and I think I shall dare. See me eat the sacred cheese See me grow a beard of bees See me spouting Socrates and vanishing into thin air! Now that I am floating here in the twilight zone The world is laughing at me, but prov and you prov alone. I’m floating here so alone. I can’t find my mobile phone. I’ve reaped, but I’ve also sown. I prov’d, thus I prov alone.