Well, 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
to Western Canada
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 Lloyd Robertson.
Lloyd Robertson!
Mr. and Mrs. Potato were very upset.
They told
Yam she couldn't possibly
marry Lloyd Robertson
because he's just.......
Are you ready for this?
Are you sure?
OK! Here it is!
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