A Girl Potato and Boy Potato had eyes for each other,
and finally they got married, and had a little sweet
potato, which they
called 'Yam'.
Of course, they wanted the best for Yam.
When it was time, they told her
about the facts of life.
They warned her about going out and getting
half-baked, so she wouldn't get accidentally mashed,
and get a bad name for herself like 'Hot Potato,' and
end up with a bunch of Tater Tots.
Yam said not to worry, no Spud would get her
into the sack and make a rotten potato out of her!
But on the other hand she wouldn't stay home
and become a Couch Potato either.
She would get plenty of exercise so as not
to be skinny like her Shoestring Cousins.
When she went off to Europe, Mr. And Mrs. Potato told Yam to
watch out for the hard-boiled guys from Ireland .
And the
greasy guys from France called the French Fries.
And when she went out West, to watch out
for the Indians so she wouldn't get scalloped.
Yam said she would stay on the straight and
narrow and wouldn't associate with
those high class Yukon Golds, or the ones
from the other side of the tracks
who advertise their trade on all
the trucks that say,
'Frito Lay.'
Mr. And Mrs. Potato sent Yam to
Idaho P.U. (that's Potato University ).
So that when she graduated she'd really
be in the Chips.
But in spite of all they did for
her, one-day Yam came home
and announced she was
going to marry Tom Brokaw.
Tom Brokaw!
Mr. and Mrs. Potato were very upset.
They told Yam she couldn't
possibly marry
Tom Brokaw
Because he's just.......
Are you
ready for this?
Are
you sure?
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Here it is!
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