Cheese monger not Warmonger
Come hear the tale of the Saint of Streatley,
While I tell the story of Patrick Rance,
A Military man with a heart of cheese
A Major who then took a major stance
To save for a nation, a farmhouse taste
In Jessamine Cottage; the family grew
Preserving the past; no time to waste.
This monocled master of all things mould
A hero of the dairies in England,
This entrepreneur who sent out blank cheques,
While fighting each rule the MMB planned,
Standing tall for the Dorset Blue Vinney,
He wrote of the champion cheese obtained,
Back in the cheese shop in flowing Pinny,
He would sample with glee each blue-flecked vein.
He is gone now; But only in body,
His spirit lives on, more strongly each day,
Like Cornish Brie; what he started will change,
New zealous mongers will each have their say,
Celebrity foodies, all doff their cap,
To this hero they will all give a glance,
Maturing with age, his legend survives,
The implacable Major Patrick Rance.