All that glitters is not gold, I’ve heard.
How true. If you should chance upon a turd
And in it see a shining yellow gleam
Amidst the pungent, aromatic steam,
Attend these words of mine: They serve to warn
That that which glitters isn’t gold; it’s corn.
All that glitters is not gold, I’ve heard.
ReplyDeleteHow true. If you should chance upon a nerd
Who sits before computer's glowing screen
Upon which sexy women writhe and scream,
Attend these words of mine: They serve to warn
That what you're seeing isn’t gold; it’s porn.
Kevin, for that brilliant comment you deserve a hand... and a well-lubricated one at that.
ReplyDeleteNew opportunities for corn storage!
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