Corn on the Cob

Illustrations by Daphne Rathbone (2011)

I feel like a typewriter

When I’m chewing on my cob

Biting off the yellow bits

With tiny milky teeth.

I start at the beginning

And I finish at the end

I hardly stop to take a breath

Till everything is gone.

“Just look at you,” my Mama says

She points and points, and laughs

Everywhere there’s yellow bits:

My plate, the floor, my hair.