B2MeM Challenge: O-62, Crossover2, Poetry; Food, Potato; Shirish, Solmath
Format: Poetry
Title: Ode to Potatoes
Genre: Poetry, Parody
Rating: G
Warnings: N /A
Characters: Sam Gamgee
Pairings: N/A
Author's Note: I've tried poems in Ogden Nash's style in the past—but this particular grouping of prompts woke up my Ogden Nash muse again. One of the hallmarks of Nash's humorous style are lines which are very mismatched in length and scansion. Also you will notice a famous line from movie-verse in this one.
Summary: Another poem in the style of Ogden Nash.

Solmath's wet and grey and gloomy;
Makes a room feel not so roomy.
Gets a gardener feeling doomy,
Thinking that this bloody month will last forever, and spring will never bloom-y.

Potatoes.
I want to plant potatoes.
Potatoes.
Not tomatoes.

Cut those little spuds up and put them in the ground,
Where they will grow down, down, down,
And then form little potatoes nice and round,
And never make a sound.

Potatoes are delicious when they are very new—
Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew
Whether you have many or a few,
But best of all is you can cut them into nice little chips and fry 'em up nice and crusty, too!

But potatoes are delicious when they have grown big,
Nice earthy ovals that a gardener can dig
And some say big ones are only fit for the pig,
But I say bake 'em nicely in the embers 'till they're roasted to a turn, and fill 'em up with sour cream and butter which some folks say is bad for you but I don't give a fig.

Potatoes.
I want to plant potatoes.
Potatoes.
Not tomatoes.

Not that I have anything against tomatoes; everything in its own time.
When its warm enough for tomatoes, perhaps I'll make another rhyme…