Wendy Rycroft Poet Personification

French Fries

It’s time! 
Spud,
You’re unearthed,	
Exposed,
Don’t go all mushy,
I love your style,
Thinking about you,
Taste buds dance,
My little French fry,
Attractively dishy,
You’re quite a meal,
Deep-fried and hot,
To think dear,
Once just a potato,
Now far from your roots,
Everyone,
Wants part of you,
Quickly!
Let me reach,
I’m thinking!
Tomato sauce,
Hmm!!!!!

04/03/2017
Wendy Jae

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Anne-Lise Andresen March 5, 2017 at 4:21 AM - Makes me hungry :) - Tastes delicious, Wendy - Great written - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Wendy Rycroft March 5, 2017 at 5:15 AM Thank you Sunshine x

Tim Smith March 4, 2017 at 5:06 PM This is great Wendy. Wendy Rycroft March 4, 2017 at 5:13 PM Thank you Tim x

Jan Allison March 4, 2017 at 5:03 PM Mmmm I feel hungry but I never have made chips and rarely eat them when i'm out but mmmm chips and tomato sauce my mouth is watering now and what a cute spud. I'd never want to cook it Wendy:-) hugs Jan xx Wendy Rycroft March 4, 2017 at 5:13 PM Thank you Jan x