He took a wrong turn in the corn maze.
Took a left instead of right.
He was stuck in that damn corn maze
Many bloody nights.
He fought fear of yellow kernels
And the green arms that wrapped them tight.
He heard their woody stalks calling out to him
Softly in the cool moonlight.
You’re amazed and you’re amazed
That we’ve not dispatched you yet.
But you’re still in the corn ya?
How far did you get?
Who said that…?
The kids wanna skat!
Thank you, friend.