Potatoes Poem by Paddy J. P. Harris
Potatoes
Sustainer of the western world,
Usurper of the grain!
From deep amongst the Andes hurled
By butcher men of Spain.
Potato, potato. Food of the Earth,
Grown in the mud and the wet;
For those who keep a proper girth
And shun cruel Atkins yet!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
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4/19/2024 11:21:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love your poem, I love potato's, every Cristmas day I dig them up for lunch, we have turkey and other veg to go with. Bob 10/10