A Corny Kind Of Poem MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   

There once was a man named Joe,



Who loved to make lots of dough.



He had a good job,



Selling corn on the cob,



And not once did his income run low!





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on Apr. 11 2009 at 12:56 am
YeseniaG SILVER, Livonia, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
Life is what happens when you're busy making plans.

So random, yet pleasant. Love the title.


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