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poem about eating a baked potato


humanmusic
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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

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Finger snaps to you :) Edited by SpookyLittleCupcake
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Can't spell MOUTH without OUT!

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

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*clap clap* This is a beautiful potato poem.

Thanks to you and everyone else :)

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

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*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 🤣

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