Some super famous wordsmiths wrote one of these.

Cheese-eater
Make you milk hard make you curdle hard
Make you grow lots of b’cteria
Cheese-eater
Make you age hard, make you mold hard
wish you never ever ate blue chunk.

A cold icey vacuum on exhale
Tube fighting to open for little oxygen
A weighted lip and quivering chin no longer controlled
Weakness can’t keep shape as skin droops
Cloudiness and moisture that forms a drop
to trickle down only to rest at the tip
before it falls

He’s a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.
Doesn’t have a point of view,
Knows not where he’s going to,
Isn’t he a bit like you and me?
Nowhere man, please listen,
You don’t know what you’re missing,
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.