Potatoes Poem by Phil Soar
Potatoes
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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4/18/2024 11:57:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A fun read, enjoyed this one!