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Ode To Potato.

Ode To Potato.

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My brown lad,

Can mingle in an instant,

With the vain and trim ladies finger, 

Or slip into a slumber with a pumpkin in orange jumper;

With an onion, it can union, and tomatoes blush in a shy, 

Jealous green chilies flutter in fury 

But my lad 

Creates new love stories,

He doesn't care, if you stare 

For the recurrent weight, you gain, 

As his eyes don't ever glare, 

You're the one that eyed his body and wanted a relationship, steady,

But blame him for your kgs. :D

Mash my lad, fry my lad or put him in a shepherd's pie, 

The pleasure he gives, 

You should never lie! 

My lad's six-packs have you seen? 

Is, when he's chipped in packets green; 

He makes meat meatier 

And their unison 

Makes us more greedy;

That's why I signed a treaty 

With my brown lad,

No matter what people say, 

He will forever in my platter stay!


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