Potatoes, oh potatoes, so humble and so grand

In so many dishes, you always take a stand

You're mashed and you're boiled, you're fried and you're baked

You're the perfect addition to every meal we make

With your golden skin and your tender flesh

You bring so much comfort, so much warmth and freshness

You're a friend to the poor, a delight to the rich

You're the symbol of resilience, the epitome of niche

You're the fries on the side of a juicy burger

The mashed potatoes on a comforting plate of shepherd's pie

You're the baked potato with a dollop of sour cream

The hash browns that start our day with a dream

You come in different sizes, different shapes, different hues

You're a potato pancake, a potato salad, a potato stew

You're the base of so many dishes, the star of so many more

You're the potato, oh potato, we could never ask for more

So here's to the potato, the humble and the grand

The unsung hero that's always at our hand

We'll never take you for granted, we'll always make you shine

Potatoes, oh potatoes, you're a treasure that's always divine.

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