Mr Potato

There was a new potato that had just been harvest born On opening his eyes a rooster crowed its horn. He had grown rather quickly and grown rather strong But that's when his feelings started to feel wrong. Mr Potato had noticed he was feeling very sad Sometimes it felt like, he was going slowly mad. He was feeling confused and didn't understand why Deep down he felt rotten, he just wanted to cry. He discovered a big chip on his little shoulder That grew too heavy to carry as he got older. Then there was the urge to pound and to mash That got quiet messy but made a tasty hash. He gave a brill roasting when he felt mad That was either good or extremely bad. On the days he was fine he felt chirpy and crisp Those were the days he fancied going for a dip. When it was too hot he felt rather boiled And when it was cooler he liked to feel the cold. His skin went more brown when he got baked His spud-kini gave him wedges - for goodness sake! Mother Nature felt sorrow for this confused spud So she sent a gentle breeze that felt like a hug. It was important he knew, he is valued so much He smiled and listened when he felt her soft touch. "These feelings that you feel are normal you see, For you are a potato these feelings come naturally. Your loved by so many and desired too Your the stable in diets and great in a stew". "Your the star at every vegan, society social bash In soups an as a bread, your the main in creamy mash. Your the star on the topping of a shepherds pie Your famous world over, a very popular guy." "You feed so many people, the rich and the poor Your popular and wanted, it's you they adore. You come from a large family of sisters and brothers You have royal connections you will discover." "The farmers will feed you and keep you warm Your important to millions you have texture and great form. King Edward and Charlotte, Maris Piper, Desiree These are just a few from your large family tree." He felt happy to know that he had a purpose And easy to grow and there was even some surplus. Feeding so many, especially the poor He was now ready, to go through the kitchen door. 08.09.23