Potato,
the word feels nice,
Potato.

The lovely taste of original chips,
Oh my dear potato.

How would the world be without potato, potato?
Am I seriously talking to a potato, potato?
Oh my gosh, potato!
Why am I talking to you, potato?
Why can't I stop saying potato, potato?
Why potato, why are you doing this to me, potato?
Why is this poem getting so random, potato?
Oh, I regret saying all those nice things about you, potato!
Hey stop it, potato!
Seriously!
Hey I didn't say potato there!
Oh yes you caught me, I just said it again.