Love is like mashed potatoes
But not those flakes
The good stuff
Real love,
Real potatoes
Take your time
Choose your potatoes carefully
Gently wash them,
Looking at each one
Washing off the dirt
From where your love was before
And healing,
By cutting away the bruising
Peel away the layers
To expose the heart of your potatoes
Cut into squares,
To help to cook better
Now you've got him
Put the lid on
So you don't loose it
By overheating
- turn it down
This stuff gonna take a while
If you want it done right
Don't ever walk away-
They might burn,
Then they'll be ru'ing
No good for anybody
With loving care,
Move to a large enough space
For all your little potatoes
Mash together,
Now instead of single potatoes
You have a large heap
Add some delicious milk mama
So you always keep your cool
Add a couple large tablespoons of creamy butter,
This will keep your love smooth
A dash of salt
And a sprinkle of garlic to add flavor to spice it up
Almost there
Now get your sturdy beater and put a spin on things
Now display on a pretty handmade doily-
Ding the bell
Get out of the way,
And watch him run
To your love (potatoes)
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