There was some cheese which was brave and mighty
With an odor as potent as it was salty
But the one thing that brought it discrace
Was the lack of eyebrows on its face.
Then came a man wiggling his brow
Eyeing with hunger said cheese
But what he did not account for
Is that the breeze
From a nearby cow
Melted the cheese.
The moral to this was simple I felt:
Have eyebrows and you will not melt.
