hllbilly hoe down
hard piece of straw in each mouth
bibbed overall dance
banjos and fiddles
potluck of fancy desserts
arkansas ham hocks
hound dogs on the porch
homemade corn liquor from gramps
square dancing parents
loud bluegrass music
pink taffy pull for the kids
toothless grandmothers
Thus, we harken to its windblown plea
Its whisperings of revelry
Of cornucopian delight
As pumpkins gather in a crowd
Soft music plays a bit too loud
Masked children dance into the night
Of teddy bears just won, now lost
Of fingers touched by moonlit frost
Of cotton candy, sticky sweet
First kisses stolen on Ferris Wheels
Silver clouds on cornstalk fields
Corn liquor sipped, a hard-earned treat
Thus, we harken to its windblown plea
To join in Fall’s windblown revelry
Jimmy crack corn I’ve been told.
Why would Jimmy crack his corn?
It gives kick to liquor bold,
makes you wonder why you’re born.
Yet, that mean ol’ blue-tail fly
makes you want to stay inside.
Its bite’s so bad, makes you cry
like a love that’s been denied.
Jimmy likes liquor it’s true
braving nasty bites he gets,
goes and keeps that still a’brew,
protects his liquid assets.
Jimmy’s fate sealed one sad day
as that ol’ blue takes a chew.
Hurts so bad, he senseless lay.
Cracked corn fell off his menu.
So if liquor is your thing
don’t crack your corn to make it.
Stay where ol’ blue, he can’t sting.
Admit that you can’t take it.
NB: Loosely based on the 1846 minstrel song, Blue-tail Fly (Jimmy Crack Corn). There are many speculated interpretations of the song. ;)
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