Sonnet 14: The Muenster's Plea

From the depths of the dairy aisle, where shelves are bare

I, Muenster the Brave, do hereby declare

I'll eat the moldy cheese, and the expired date

For I am a hero, of the discount plate

My stomach will protest, my senses will flee

But still I'll chomp, with reckless glee

For in the land of the damned, is where I reside

Where the prices are low, and the taste is denied

— Muenster, The Hero of the Aisle