The Transition Of Potato Poem by Prem Nizar Hameed
The Transition Of Potato
As potato came in a bowl of curry,
I screamed 'Mummy…What's this! always potato..'
Disappointed, the potato got down from
The bowl and went abroad for higher studies
And returned with a degree by evening flight
Only to land smoothly on my dinner plate;
I soon jumped to welcome it with a thumps up
And cheered in ecstasy 'Yummy… my French fries…'
(Composed with 11-syllable lines)
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5/19/2024 4:10:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice allegory. Hilarious.