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There's corn, corn, corn In my poo How did it get there What can I do? Am I gonna die Or is it the flu? There corn, corn, corn In my poo It was a Thursday afternoon Shephard's Pie at lunch It tasted so good that I gobbled a whole bunch I was surprized when it came back on Friday morning That corn returned like a woman scorning Saturday I forced myself to stay inside The corn was still coming, no I couldn't hide Everyone at church on Sunday looked at me weird The corn attack again was what I dreadfully feared I called the doc on Monday morning but she wasn't there Then I found a random kernel in my underwear By Tuesday I had realized I hadn't had a bite Since the shephard's pie turned my poo into a Lite-Brite And Wednesday morning I was feeling hungry again And my own corn was lookin' so appetizin'... Ew. © 2011 Ryan Fan Club |