Life is Gouda (Hah. Pun)

The cheesiness doesn't end in the title. This is a really lame-o cheesy poem I wrote when I was bored out of my wits while taking a mock exam for a major university. (Yes, you can see how determined I was then)

You used to fight off all of my dragons--

A prince on a mighty steed.

You'd chase away all those shadows 

And be there for all my needs.

You scaled the walls of my tower

When I was a damsel in distress

In the dark, behind you I'd cower

While you'd shield me from my weakness

A jolt struck my hand from yours

As you hoisted me from my captor's domain.

We ran past traps and gates and enchanted doors

And laughed as we finally escaped my world's bane.

The tower no longer held me

Though my dreams it tortured now.

Of man and walls and law I was free 

But to you my heart would still bow

This poem is obviously unfinished. And I'm not too sure if I'd have a gouda moment soon enough to reach this piece of poetry's conclusion but yeah! This is sorta kinda what I'm feeling right now. Partially since the poems unfinished and all... um, yeah. Okay.