Get That Corn Out Of My Face Poem by Juan Olivarez

Hot corn on the cobb,
From the corner stand.
Have to fight the mob,
It's the best in all the land.

Mayonaise, butter, chili powder, lime,
The best you're ever going to taste,
I buy corn here all the time,
Get some there's no time to waste.

Hot corn also in a cup,
If you like a spotless face,
I guarantee you'll eat it up,
You are going to love this place.

Hot corn on the cobb or cup,
Nothing better you will find,
So if with me you would sup,
Hot corn is one of a kind.

6/2/10 29 palms ca.