poem about eating a baked potato

[humanmusic]

eat a potato

trust me
I know what I am talking
about

just do it

no one ever killed themselves
or someone else
after eating a potato

nobody eats a potato
and then says
GIVE ME ALL YOUR MONEY PUNK!

a man
has never, ever eaten
one
and then wanted
a divorce, or an affair
right after

the potato high
is even higher
than the steam that rises
from a freshly baked
spud

you will feel like you,
like the you you like
after indulging
upon this magnificent
creature

beauteous
fancied foode fetale
O your sparkling
gown of a-lu-min-nium
and tasty skins

ah, your curves curve
and your MEAT is NEAT
*ever satisfied* my dear...

such a steamy hottie!
thou art
such a dish!
thou art, ART!

rush, rush, rush
thine fine wholeness
into
my

 

m
out
h

Edited May 24, 2022 by humanmusic

[Guest SpookyLittleCupcake]

Finger snaps to you Edited May 23, 2022 by SpookyLittleCupcake

[humanmusic]

I changed the ending.

[humanmusic]

Can't spell MOUTH without OUT!

[humanmusic]

The main thing on my mind right now is wondering if I can go to prison for this kind of stuff...

[Guest Dinogiggles]

*clap clap* This is a beautiful potato poem.

[humanmusic]

*clap clap* This is a beautiful potato poem.

Thanks to you and everyone else

[WigglyBun]

I don't know how I got here from where I was at but I love it (almost as much as I love potatoes). 

[RavenclawPrincess]

*Finger snaps*

 

I never knew that I needed a poem like this in my life but here we are. Away I spirit to the kitchen to indulge in an ever glorious tayto 🤣

[Sir Charlie]

Literal tears. Changed my life forever. 🙌

[Brook]

Are you secretly Sasha?