Cob Poems - Poems about Cob

Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., crafted when Wallace and Gromit returned from their trip to the moon, which I can prov-olone huck curd (within Trump con feta ration) – as cheesy poem crafted whey back when the following Gouda eye idea occurred while milking the cows. Yea of course writing ideas unstoppably burst asunder at...

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Gold externals of kernels sweet corn culls butter....

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In Corn Hollow, Ohio, where the tall corn grows There is a giant corn cob, that everyone local knows. It was fabricated and created by Mrs. Me Ma Mose. Back in the day – it has been featured in many shows. Newcomers to town sometimes try to step on toes. Saying it should be replaced, but at night it glows. Neon...

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Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., which I can prov-olone huck curd (within Trump con feta ration) – as cheesy poem! Yea of course writing ideas unstoppably burst asunder at the most inconvenient opportunities such as driving Miss Daisy, taking a shower, or using the bathroom. Accursed ambition becoming a prolific wordsmith (case in point Stephen King) Woolworth riding, oddly...

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Elegant is the white swan Joined for life swimming along When cobs and pens breed again Then cygnets swim with them Date: 1/21/2020 Contest: When and Then Sponsor: Jenish Somadas...

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On retirement day they said from tomorrow you're free man. I's happy to imagine being free; Yes, I've dreamed and had lot of plan. In a short time became bored, asked friends to search job for me , none responded back till date, Thinking to get a job what must be the key. Wife said never try for work elsewhere, many works to...

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Every autumn, I drool with anticipation Thinking of the treat that comes with the season Yes, it's corn on the cob My taste buds do throb Trembling uncontrollably, salivating and peeing>center>...

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I carry a salty plate, hot and buttery, piled high with Summer’s best corn on the cob — kernels with a juicy crunch for a lucky towhead guest. Fresh milk and a boy’s best friend nearby.* A smile and a wink from the farmer’s wife. The redheaded charmer, his white teeth sink deep, chomp their way along each row. My yellow cobs...

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Grandma, I love your corn on the cob. I can eat more of it than Uncle Bob. I’m ready for more and hardly can wait for all of that goodness there on the plate! For all of that corn on the cob, golly gee - a whole stick of butter you better bring me! Just look at the dog; he wants...

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Rob Corn Cob Yankee Hillbilly Provence Gourmet, Michelle & Lukas are Certainly His "Ole´!", Add Homebrew, Tesla & Woodworking "Fine´" Ask Rob, "Parlez Vous Francais?" And His Reply, "Ques Que C'est?" Instead of "Bonjour!", Good 'Ole "Hey!" Friendly is Rob, Sharing All On His Tray, He'll Listen to Your Tears & Your Say, Concerned Others Don't Lose Their Way, Never One to Ignore a...

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sweet tasty corn on the cob Iowa home grown butter sizzling oozing plate crazy good...

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Everybody laughs at my wife because she smokes a corn cob pipe. She doesn't like it when I complain, she doesn't want me to gripe. She smokes it everywhere she goes and it makes her look like a hillbilly. She lost a beauty contest because that damn pipe made her look so silly. She even smoked it when we...

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We spoke words, We sung our emotions loud, We felt fiery feelings for each other, We shared smiles, we shared frowns, We played in the rain, we wrestled in the mud, But today we are against each other, Today we are pointing not only fingers of accusations but actual machetes, My folks why are we at war? * Remind me please, why are we...

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I am a cob of corn whose husk was torn away I have a yellow belly I am exposed I attract hungry crows they peck away greedily they come to devour my good bits and with what little they leave behind No men will be fed...

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Moon had reached its zenith peak the world lay hushed for the night some heralding flew near the pond wind stilled as she came into sight Ripples stirred as she entered the water pond came to life, ere it had been dead time had come for the return of the cob A White Snowy Owl swiveled his head Taken in death from her...

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