French Fries
They are without a doubt
my favorite potato delicacy
French fries
Just the aroma makes me swoon
in sheer ecstasy ... bang zoom
As a youngster, I could eat them everyday
if it were left up to me
French fries
Sliced in circles or sticks,
tossed in the deep fry ... hmmm,
has me licking my lips
Scientists try to tell me
that their nutritional value is low
But what does an egghead know
Anybody who disses the fries,
they must be slow
Or gotten concussed in the head
by an errant elbow
The bottom line is this:
give me the French fries,
and you can have the rest of the menu
Kwaheri, arrivederci
and a fond adieu
Call me king of the potato heads,
now what shall I call you?
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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