Momma called me 'Corn'........ the day I was born;
Poppa picked the banjer and brother blew a horn;
Sissy sang a song ...........and uncle danced a jig-
Aunty baked cornbread and Grandpa killed a pig.
"It's amazin'...I can't believe it!" ...............said Cousin Peg,
When I climbed out of my corncrib, and stood on one leg-
I laughed and yelled...our hound dog heeled...
And the Ears of Corn giggled in our cornfield.
I was hungry for corn.................. right off the bat,
To the cornfield I crawled, wearin' Poppa's old hat.
Granny smoked her corncob pipe & some came to gawk-
At a baby eatin' corn..........................right off the stalk!
I ate a dozen ears..........And weaved a 'Wig of Silk';
Then I found the Jersey cow & drank a pail of milk.
All of this happened..... the day I was born....
I hope you don't think I'm feedin' you corn! by CornFields

My Dieter's Psalm....

MY DIETER'S PSALM....
My Weight is my Shepherd...
I shall not want Lo-Cal Foods...
It maketh me to munch on Potato Chips & Bean Dip...
It leadeth me into 31 Flavors...
It leadeth me in the path of cream puffs in Bakeries.
Yea,though I walk through the Valley of Weight Watcher's, I will fear No Skimmed Milk,For my Appetite is with me...
My Hostess, Twinkies, Ding Dongs, & Little Debbies....They Comfort me....Yea! Surely I could eat the wheels off a Little Debbie Truck...They annointeth my body with Calories....My Scale Tippeth Over...Surely Chubbiness & Contentment shall follow me all the days of my life....AND I SHALL DWELL IN THE HOUSE OF MRS. FIELDS COOKIES....FOREVER! LOL