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Fresh corn on the cob
right from the farm
makes my heart throb
makes my mouth water
covered in butter
a touch of salt
nice and crunchy
sweet and juicy
dripping down my chin
can't stop at two or three...
gotta have another.
right from the farm
makes my heart throb
makes my mouth water
covered in butter
a touch of salt
nice and crunchy
sweet and juicy
dripping down my chin
can't stop at two or three...
gotta have another.
Published 27th Jul 2013
| Edited 30th Jul 2017
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27th Jul 2013 1:41am
I don't even like corn
on the cob but this
poem makes me wish
I did! Really like this..
on the cob but this
poem makes me wish
I did! Really like this..
27th Jul 2013 1:46am
Anonymous
27th Jul 2013 1:42am
I love corn on the cob, but I'm not allowed... damn, you made me want to say to hell with it and get some anyway!
27th Jul 2013 1:45am
27th Jul 2013 1:49am
That's an earful...ha please forgive me I had to say that.So sorry,love the fresh corn.peace :)
27th Jul 2013 1:58am
& peace to you,
as long as it's not
a piece
of corn..!
but really do
love the poem...
as long as it's not
a piece
of corn..!
but really do
love the poem...
27th Jul 2013 2:04am
27th Jul 2013 6:07pm
I like to slowly roast my corn on the grill and season it just the way you suggest.
29th Jul 2013 2:17pm
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