I've started writing this poem, Out of ideas I though of going ho-em, But you see, I am home, Therefore have succedded. But now I need this Idea, Some inspiration for this poem, I still can't think so take a breath, And go to the fridge for Cheese.... Cheese, soft heavenly Cheddar.. So soft it melts within thy mouth.. Melts like a....melting...thing. And as soft as..uh something...soft! So there's my poem, it's all so true. I await of rankings of 10 to me. And then I will stop with the glue. But I might just need a pee.