Never met an Irish or Idaho Tater
I didn’t Like!
Can’t say the same for Sweet Taters
And/or Yams - Yuk!
Potatoes, or Spuds, any way but Raw -
Baked, Mashed, Hashed, Fried, French-Fried,
Boiled, Broiled, Au Gratin ...
Any way prepared - never Rotten!
Chopped, Diced - even Grated -
Spuds tickle my Taste Buds,
Never ever Over-Rated -
“You say Po-tat-o - I say Po-tot-o!”
“Let’s call the Whole Thing Off!”
Any way you Cut It -
My hat I will Doff!
Even ‘Potato Buds’ is Spuds!
Baked - Smothered in Both Sour Cream And Butter -
‘Ooh-La-La’ - I will Sputter!
Western Fries - Doused with Both Ketchup And Tabasco -
Mashed - Drowning in Gravy!
Yep - I’m a ‘Meat n’ Potatoes Man’
Gim’me, Gim’me, Gim’me - All that You Can!
My Belly Sticks out - in All my Duds -
‘Cause I Really Love my - SPUDS!
(C) - TKH.
P.S. ... PEEWEE ... YEP ... TATERS IS GOOD!
I forgot to include my all-time favorite kind - that which probably built most of my magnanimous Belly .... POTATO CHIPS !
Especially the UTZ brand - Regular, Ripple, Kettle-Cooked, Old Bay, BBQ, Sour Cream n' Chives, Bacon-Cheese ... er, ah, um ...
Mashers and gravy is my fave. By the way, your photo is of the Heart Attack Grill whose spokesperson just died of, well you know, a heart attack. A fine poster child. I wrote an allegedly humorous poem about it a few months back. Patrick
I also love potato's, but they are full of carbs & carbs break down into sugar and sugar "can" be a killer for me...so I rarely eat them...though I do love Herr's chips, a comfort food for me...fun write, TK.............Jerseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
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God Bless You,
Deborah
PS: He survived Katrina by being tossed some daily French Fries by some very kind-hearted demolition workers down on the Gulf Coast.
Cheers,
Chip Bergeron