Take the corn.
Even with eyes closed,
Most are aware of its...
Slender cylindrical form.
And then remove it from its shaft.
Peel it back to examine it for what it is.
If it is not to your expectation,
Don't anticipate the taste will deliver...
The suggestion from another,
What they have eaten...
You will find just as delicious.
Lessons like this are seldom forgotten.
Or the experience of it quickly dismissed.
Take the corn.
And if it was yours to plant, grow and harvest...
The feeding yourself on it to eat,
Should not disappoint or needs an explanation...
Corn you know for what it is,
Will never be re-defined to change its concept.
With a selling from another to be lettuce or cabbage.
Take the corn.
Since you know from the day you were born,
What it is that has kept you fed and nourished.
What others sell to have you believe,
Maybe 'corny'.
But knowing from personal experience,
Your corn to accept never deceives.
Take the corn.
Even with eyes closed,
Most are aware of its...
Slender cylindrical form.
Anything else you wish to eat and accept,
Why should you or anyone after...
Protest the digesting of its presence?
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