The Story of One Rotten Potato
It starts with one box
Full of good potatoes
Judging from inside out
You have good potatoes here
Slime simpering smell
Drifting in from nowhere
Perhaps is just a heat
Supposedly is one of those days
They still look good
Just open the box to catch the air
Before you know it
The dead rat scent is unbearable
Stinking liquid wets the bottom of the box
Almost the whole box is rotten
How could you not see that coming?
Was it your ignorance?
Were you deceived by the lookssss?
What have you done?
There was something about one potato,
That did not look like it would spoil right?
Could be that small dark mark have
Spoiled the whole box?
Was it one of those contagious thing?
Nobody is perfect isn't so?
You are not perfect isn't so?
How to see a serpent covered in Human skin?
The rotten smell attracts fruit flies,
When troubles arise you will see
Promise of peace drifting by
Only to turn to be traitors
Whilst spirit beings perish
In the valleys of ignorance
Like the children of God
Who lack's knowledge.
That could only be a scenario of
One rotten potato!!!
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