Bogleech.com's 2013 Horror Write-off:
"House of Cheese"
Submitted by David HaireLittle Larry Lived in a house made of cheese.
He could play as he liked and eat when he pleased.
The house would grow back should he take a bite.
So he was never unsheltered on a cold winter’s night.
One day he came to a queer little door
That led to a stairwell deep in the floor.
He followed it down and came to a hall.
It was drippy and dank and claustrophobically small.
He crawled through the gloom ‘till he heard a sound:
A strange keening howl welling up through the ground.
He came to a hatch and looked out of the grill
And what he saw bellow made him dreadfully ill.
Bellow was a cow misshapen and wrong.
By the state of the room it had been there quite long.
It was strapped in tight to a cheese-making machine.
In its mouth was a pipe hooked to Larry’s latrine.
This sad little bovine was in a state of decay
For malnutrition had sapped its strength right away.
It looked up with its eyes discolored and pale.
Looked right at Larry and let out a wail.
Little Larry climbed down, his heart full of dread,
And in a fit of mercy drove a spike through its head
Larry fled from his home and never looked back
At the house made of cheese and the cheese made of crap.