Chemo the Clown wrote:
> On Apr 28, 10:00 am, Kate Connally > wrote:
>> My book club is doing poetry this month. The meeting
>> is tonight. I decided to find some of them poems I wrote
>> a few years back. Found this one. I had completely forgotten
>> it.
>>
>> NEBRASKA CORN CHOWDER
>>
>
> There once was some corn on a cob
> Together they formed a samll mob
> But when by themselves
> as they sat on the shelves
> they realized they'd never be on a kabob.

Cute, except for scanning problem in last line. ;-)

Kate


--
Kate Connally
“If I were as old as I feel, I’d be dead already.”
Goldfish: “The wholesome snack that smiles back,
Until you bite their heads off.”
What if the hokey pokey really *is* what it's all about?