With Open Arms
"i can make square corn or something. nin?" she called. "you know how to make square corn? i mean, not just replicate it, but make it from ingredients?" the porcupine, smoothing his shirt, came round the corner.
The Apartment Complex
Welcome to corning! it's a small farm town. guess what their main export is yet? that's right--corn. my name is real big in the town, of course, because a part of my family owns one of the bigger farms on the outskirts of town.
Love Love
Kevin was eating corn chips and offered some to me. i felt a little guilty since both he and jack still had their braces in and had to eat chips one by one.
Return of herm ideology + Bigpip and the candy factory
Bigpip refined some corn into fuel and used it to fly to the peace talk site. bigpip did great job but it wasn't enough for them to agree to stoping trying to raid the actual candy factory west.
Amber Silverblood: Rogue Wolf, Chapter Nineteen
"does any of this have corn in it?" "no idea." i raised the thin cardboard box, shoveling even more rice into my mouth. "probably some cat in there, though," dex noted.
There's No Way, Chapter 58
"grits are dried corn kernels that are ground up. they aren't ground as fine as flour or even as fine as corn meal; they're ground kind of coarse.
Book One of Rabbits Part 4 of 29, "All of this, is ours. We built this."
"--the crow then said, 'but you are corn. you hear everything with such big ears. please! tell me how to get into the magic city!' but the corn refused to answer the crow!" essa says.
The Tree
I wrote this poem some years ago when i always visited this only tree out in the middle of a corn field. the farmer didn't chop it down in any manner, even though it was already dead. i always sat under it when the crops were gone, near my birthday.
Ballade Against Cheesemongery
Prince, you sent me pepper-corned edam with citron-oil essence. remove it please: its power to sour my gut, your soul to damn! i do desire no vanity in cheese.
The Gryphon's Goal: Chapter 5, Part 3
Dinner was then announced, and after a slightly damp max joined them at the dining table, they all dug into the chicken with sweet corn and green peas as a side dish, though larry dined on more of the former and less on the latter.
A Memorable View - medium poem
The flat plain of fields full of corn fly past the window of the speeding car. in the distance you see small patches of trees. they become dense, more frequent as you flee the rural land. the hills begin surrounding the road.
Anger Issues
She left him alone for an entire 20 minutes and the chickens were out of their pen, the goats were roaming free and working at the corn.