Poem for Potato

14 October 2009

I want to run,
run to my man.

Smile at him,
hold his hand.

My heart he works to protect,
My whole being gives him respect.

Need to tell him loud,
Everyday, he makes me proud.

He’s my friday night date;
He’s my sweet soul mate.
He’s my very best friend;
By my side ’til the end.

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