Silk Shorn

Looking good, upon the plate,
Much better, once inside,
Corn ear, no longer need to grate,
Just open mouth real wide.

Shalom, to you, one and all,
This bright and sunny morning.
I think I'll have a good day,
It came without a warning.

Brother Mark, has just informed,
Of a microwaving trick,
To have corn on cob, in a way,
That the silk won't stick.

I haven't tried this trick quite yet,
With a problem, somewhat harder,
Baking gloves are hard to get,
Plus, no corn within my larder.

Now, I need to go to town,
To find some ear of corn,
To enjoy, this new found way,
To eat my corn, 'Silk-shorn.'

God gave us all the microwave,
For much more than warming,
Cooking candy, not my 'crave,'
Corn on Cob, more tummy charming.

AMEN
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