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What is this great fruit? All of life's bounty, in this one root. The apple of the earth; From the dirt it doth birth. Bake, roast, mash, All else goes to the trash. The potato's taste is so fine, Its versatility? Just divine. ***** fries, tossed in pies, Potatoes are the best, no compromise.
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Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 3:10 PM UTC
Ode a papas
What is this great fruit? All of life's bounty, in this one root. The apple of the earth; From the dirt it doth birth. Bake, roast, mash, All else goes to the trash. The potato's taste is so fine, Its versatility? Just divine. ***** fries, tossed in pies, Potatoes are the best, no compromise.
Yes, I'm aware, the name should be "Ode a las papas." I just thought this sounded nicer.
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22/F/Los Angeles, California
Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 3:10 PM UTC
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