Kim Robin Edwards Poet Dramatic Verse

Spuds For All Occasions

White potato, Sweet potato, Hot potato, Irish.
White, sweet, hot, and Irish..
Spuds for all occasions.

We fry'em.We slice'em.We dice'em.We bake'em.
We mash'em.We hash'em.We whip'em, then dip'em.
I like'em next to my hamburger.French fried.

If you're hungry girl? Just give me a call.
Bring the knife, the fork, the plate, and you all.
We're ready for spuds, and we drink lots of suds.
The party is movin', and we're really groovin'..

So come on down, to our Irish Pub.
There's plenty of food, and loads of fun.

White potato, Sweet potato, Hot potato, Irish..
White, sweet, hot, and Irish.
Spuds for all occasions.

We fry'em.We slice'em.We dice'em.We bake'em.
We mash'em.We hash'em.We whip'em, then dip'em.
I like'em next to my hamburger.French fried.
Spuds for all occasions..

Potato-Food-Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards
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Kim Robin Edwards March 18, 2015 at 1:34 AM Very touching comment for Saint Pats Day but the reality of this,these are just poetic verses,and not lyrics.And "me myself" am of Welsh English descent,,no disgrace to the Irish.I have a love for spuds and tators "me bloody self"..

Lindsay Laurie March 17, 2015 at 6:44 PM G'day Kim... Nice set of lyrics for St. Pats day on supposedly the Irish staple veggie. You know why the Irish got the spuds and the Arabs the oil... the Irish had first pick. See you later Kim - Lindsay

Jan Allison March 17, 2015 at 3:04 PM Love all the Irish humour today - great write:-) Hugs Jan xx