Nancy and Lyle are friends of mine. They had both been widowed. When they married it was very obvious that they were meant to be together. They had a mashed potato bar at their reception. I thought that it was a fun idea.
I went to a party the other night and it was quite nice and well above par,
And my favorite thing for the guests to enjoy was a mashed potato bar.
Into a champagne glass a generous scoop of mashed potatoes was placed,
Then I could add any topping to it that I wanted and season it to my taste.
So I took some green onions and some bacon bits and then just to please,
I added a dollop of sour cream and a scoop of melted nacho cheese.
To tell you how great it tasted would be to put the horse behind the cart,
I have to explain that my mashed potato creation was truly a work of art.
Those who were seated by me were nearly overcome by their temptation,
When I ate my mashed spud Mona Lisa the taste filled me with elation.
I went to get a second helping and duplicate the flavor and the joy,
But when I got to the serving table what I saw only served to annoy.
The ingredients that were set out had been completely changed,
Now I had to deal with the fact that everything had been rearranged.
And so to this mashed masterpiece I added pork that was wrapped in salty bacon,
I covered the whole thing in savory gravy it was another masterpiece in the makin’.
It seems I’ve threaded the needle and the odds for a second time I’ve topped,
The shifting choices of life have slowed me down but have not left me stopped.
Can you imagine the luck that I must have, to find something that was so nice,
Only to have my life get rearranged but then to find something that nice twice?
So raise a champagne tater glass to Nancy and Lyle and wish for them the best,
And hope that the gravy of their lives remains lump free for they are truly blest.