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Snack Immemorial
The endless Eon Potato
Was the timeless tuber of God
And when served with Orvieto
Received an approving nod...
For God enjoyed wine with spuds,
Although mostly when they were fried,
Which resurrected tasteless duds
From other projects she had tried.
Then she started to fry some souls
To see if that improved their taste
But then she served them in big bowls
Of Krazy Glue and Elmer's Paste!
"Well that was bollocks, wasn't it?"
Was what she said of the result
And was a failure she'd admit
Later on as an adult.
So back she went to work the lab
Whether she wanted to or not
And swiftly she would newly fab
The universal Tater Tot!
Her soul food too was much enhanced
With subsequent...experiments
In a kitchen made advanced
By a host of wacky condiments
That put the 'tato on a mortal trend...
When she let the "e" fall off its end!
Was the timeless tuber of God
And when served with Orvieto
Received an approving nod...
For God enjoyed wine with spuds,
Although mostly when they were fried,
Which resurrected tasteless duds
From other projects she had tried.
Then she started to fry some souls
To see if that improved their taste
But then she served them in big bowls
Of Krazy Glue and Elmer's Paste!
"Well that was bollocks, wasn't it?"
Was what she said of the result
And was a failure she'd admit
Later on as an adult.
So back she went to work the lab
Whether she wanted to or not
And swiftly she would newly fab
The universal Tater Tot!
Her soul food too was much enhanced
With subsequent...experiments
In a kitchen made advanced
By a host of wacky condiments
That put the 'tato on a mortal trend...
When she let the "e" fall off its end!
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