May 2014
Your eyes are deep fried julienne
Potatoes upon which I rend
A plop of ketchup
Then I tend
To eat them one by one
With bliss
A crispy full tongued throaty kiss.
Potatoes upon which I rend
A plop of ketchup
Then I tend
To eat them one by one
With bliss
A crispy full tongued throaty kiss.
You say potato, I say fry it up!
