Potato With An Inky Face
I look at your face and it is all I can do
Not to keep you forever, as you chase away my blue
I have no idea who put this face on you in the store
But I am severely in love with you forevermore.
Poppy potato, you give me a reason to smile today.
Your joyful looks and flashing eyes have so much to say.
I am determined to shellac you and keep you forever my dear.
You have chased away the gloom. I’m so happy you’re near.
It was fate that I found you in that old blue potato bin.
You have become my favorite and most apt forever friend.
Others might slice you, dice you, and masticate your face.
Any kind of chopping or hurting would be such a disgrace.
Sure I love potato chips and potatoes baked as well as anyone.
But you are my bestie, my pleasure, my joy, my number one.
So unless I get desperate and you are the only potato around.
I will keep you pristine and pretty, exactly as found.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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