In Praise of The Potato

Oh, the mighty mighty spud,
how I love you so!
Let me call you
your full name
my dear Po-ta-to.

So very very yummy
in all your varied forms —
baked or mashed
or hashed right up —
you make my belly warm!

I know you have detractors,
they spur you for your carbs.
Let’s ignore those silly folk,
their cruel warnings,
senseless barbs!

For you are The Potato!
A king! A queen! A prince!
Always there for easy eating,
a quick boil
after a rinse.

Thank you thank you Dear Potato,
for all your fleshy starch!
Should they try to ban you
to your defense
I will march!!