Talk:George Washington vs William Wallace/@comment-25132952-20140703022913

I had a pet potato

I named him Bob.

I tried to not to squish him,

Cause if I did, he would be nothing but a blob.

I finally ate him,

He was so delicious.

I made this poem up right at this moment,

If you don't believe me, I'm serious.

I felt so bad at what I just did,

So I sat there and cried like a baby.

But ever since then,

Potatoes are now trying to attack me.

(And that is why I don't eat potatoes anymore)

Thank you for reading this VERY SAD poem :(

Mr Potato

1457-2014

We'll miss you ;(