Hard Cheese in Old England

A song by Les Barker,  to the tune of Hard Times in Old England.

There’s Cheddar and Cheshire and Lancashire too,
Leicester’s bright orange and Stilton is blue.
It waxes so lyrical, what can you do
but sing,
Oh the hard cheese of old England!
In old England very hard cheese!

Derby’s got green bits because of the sage,
And when it gets older it’s kept in a cage.
What does it hum when it reaches this age
but,
Oh the hard cheese of old England!
In old England very hard cheese!

They say double Gloucester is twicest as nice,
They say double Gloucester, there, I’ve said it twice,
Its nice in potatoes but nicest in mice.
and sing,
Oh the hard cheese of old England!
In old England very hard cheese!

Those Edam foreigners aren’t worth a mention,
and old Gorgon Zola’s renowned for its stench ‘n,
His brother Emil wrote novels in French’ n
sing,
Oh the hard cheese of old England!
In old England very hard cheese!

There’s Swaledale and Wensleydale, Rutland to add,
Shropshire and Cornish you may not have had,
It’s not bad on salads this ballad’s not sad ,
and sing,
Oh the hard cheese of old England!
In old England very hard cheese!

My young love said to me my mother won’t mind,
And my father won’t slight you for your lack of rind,
No cheese grater love for his food hath mankind.
and sing,
Oh the hard cheese of old England!
In old England very hard cheese!

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Alone in a sea of spinifex.
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