Pete the potato
Wasn't a tomato
Looked like a toe
And had a friend named Moe
Together they'd eat my
Dog then they'd fly
Up into the sky
And into the sun where'd they fry
MOOOOOOOO
The cow was their friend too
He was sad his friends sizzled in the sun
Now his only friend was the number 1
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Potato Poetry (A collection of potato poems)
PoetryA collection of poems about potatoes by yours truly.
