Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Purple Maize

A farmer who hailed from Nantucket
would carry his corn in a bucket
He'd squeeze on his cob
until his hand throbbed
and then he would bend down and...shuck it

Yeah, it really is just about corn.

April fools!


Norm Knott said...

The Hairy April

Today is the day, April first
when slaked is our joke-playing thirst
We think up a pip
but most folks are hip
and that's when our bubble is burst

surly hack said...

April Cowers

Today is the day, April one
when practical joking is done
The tricking, deceiving
and tall story weaving
allegedly all done in fun