Phil Soar

Gold Star - 6,011 Points (28.06.1952)

Potatoes - Poem by Phil Soar

King Edward's in the cupboard,
Charlotte's cut in squares,
Maris Piper's mashed to bits,
Roosters going spare,
Desiree sings ‘Life' and such,
Duke of York's are red,
Dunbar Rover roam around,
And Jersey Royal's bred.

These lovely boiled potatoes,
All make your tea time fine,
Dressed with a little of what you like,
And a very large bottle of wine.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 25, 2014



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