Tate’s Poem

From dear, sweet Dakota Dawg, in honor of Tate’s stitches coming out!

For Tate

by Dakota Dawg

You can mash ‘em, you can bake ‘em
You can throw ‘em in a pot.
You can fry ‘em, you can broil ‘em
You can make ‘em into tots.

You can eat ‘em with your fingers,
You can eat ‘em with your toes.
You can stuff ‘em in your navel,
You can cram ‘em up your nose.

You can smother ‘em with ketchup,
You can scarf ‘em down with beer.
You can nosh and munch and nibble,
Or store ‘em in your bandolier.

Oh, the choices are tremendous
(They even come with marble rye).
But the best of all the taters
Is the dear, sweet Tater pie!

P.S.  Here’s Tate in his bandolier: