shucks no
corncob born wearing sunglasses
gives a wink and saucy passes
plucked and put into a glass jar
his flirting did not get him far
females could not see his hidden wink
which he tried on each corncob in the sink
his glasses remained on for all his life
“Shucks no!” said every potential for a wife.
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