Green Giant

I’m the guy who picks the sweetcorn off the cob.

Hell I bet you didn’t know that was a job?

Out of all the picking jobs though it’s the worst,

they’re so hard to get a purchase on at first.

 

The proprietor’s a giant and he’s mean,

I have no idea why but he is green.

He outruns me when I try to run away,

and he says I’ll work there till my dying day.

 

I’m just tired of all the corn and “Ho ho ho”s,

but at least I’m feeding people I suppose.

So the next time you buy sweetcorn in a tin,

just remember that it’s me who put it in.

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