I AM POTATO

I have a skin, brown tan melolin Inside of me is water, energy I have nodes from which buds are formed I am shapeN like a football, a peanut, a fat lumpy carrot I may develop sprouting, buds, green spots I may be spoilage, not cause my parents giving me everything I ask Interspersed in a tubular, vallecular If for I am green growing out my sprouts I am better off tossed out Thrown away What, Who am I The one with many eyes, but no hands Whom, am eye with eyes and spots Inside me is water, starch and energy Inside me ivory tan inside me I am russet Burbank Shepody, Umatilla What nation to I come from What nationally am I You see I am not human But I human-to-see I have many so love the growing points so are potato tubers, each with a little stem bud the Red, White, Russet Oh’ how we love begin to sprout, the growths those roots, eyes, and bumps have a high concentration of compounds see I’m not human I am a potato