Corn Fighter

Readers, Aardvark. Do I have your

Attention? Is this the third poem you

Have read today? The thirteenth? Some of them are

Not attractive. This one will probably be a

Bedazzled fried fish, but let’s talk

About that funky smell at Corn University. 

A whiff tells you someone is playing

Basketball with an elephant. Couldn’t the

School use some of our funds to buy some

Day lilies? I would donate a dollar to

Stop the assault on the sidewalks. Why do people

Get assaulted anyway, when attacks are a weepy

Infant. Some say it is all about

Power, but why don’t such intolerable people hire

For pleasurable services? Maybe their Wi-Fi is too slow or

Maybe they want to skim a little more sugar off

Of each paycheck to provide these ‘services.’ Now

I wish you were a chemist, not a reader, so you

Could make cookie dough that contains a salad. I would love to

Invent a mobile app that spritzes air on command. That

Might solve our athletic elephant problem, right?