Juicy Corn (Children) Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

To Les and Annie at Cape Horn,
(they lived in a small hut) ,
was born a little ear of corn,
Annie went out and cut

with her machete through the stalk
(one blow had done the trick) ,
those ears may listen but don't walk,
with or without a stick.

The people at Cape Horn do know
that corn is rather juicy.
That is the reason they do grow
them for their daughter Lucy.

Each year, in mid-September
the patch is full of life,
today I still remember
that Les and Annie (that's his wife)

would always say 'you kids must eat
your veggies every meal',
we had no choice and could not cheat
today that's how I feel.

Fresh golden corn, so plump and juicy
is still my favourite of all,
I am the one that folks call Lucy,
I wait for harvest in the Fall.