Potato Heaven
Though a thousand miles away
I hear roots sprout from ground to ground
potatoes growing all around
likened unto Jacks magic beans
I'd love to watch them grow
simply because you told me so
you told me how healthy they can be
as part of this humanistic
depleting society
the varieties are plenty
soups, salads, casseroles
even pancakes too
potato heaven for me and you
the thought of a belly full
makes me want to go
a vacation, my family along
to the great state of
IDAHO
poem by Matt Mondschein
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