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Galadriel55 · 01-17-2011, 06:52 PM

Ol' Gaffer was the Tatters' Lord.
Potatos never make him bored
And in his yard, both fair and free
They wonder when the lunch will be.

They're nice and round, their skin is gold,
Of them tales far and wide are told,
But they can have no happy lives,
When they can see the Gaffer's knives. [through the kitchen window]

So one day he came to his yard,
And with a spade he dug them out!!!

***dramatic pause***

However, our tale does not tell
How into the cooking pot they fell.

*I seem to have a thing for potatoes that infest backyards and then come to a tragic end at the didning table

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01-17-2011, 06:52 PM	#1
Galadriel55 Blossom of Dwimordene Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: The realm of forgotten words Posts: 10,514	Here's the full version of my poem :p : Ol' Gaffer was the Tatters' Lord. Potatos never make him bored And in his yard, both fair and free They wonder when the lunch will be. They're nice and round, their skin is gold, Of them tales far and wide are told, But they can have no happy lives, When they can see the Gaffer's knives. [through the kitchen window] So one day he came to his yard, And with a spade he dug them out!!! *dramatic pause* However, our tale does not tell How into the cooking pot they fell. I seem to have a thing for potatoes that infest backyards and then come to a tragic end at the didning table __________________ You passed from under darkened dome, you enter now the secret land. - Take me to Finrod's fabled home!... ~ Finrod: The Rock Opera