I Am Just A Potato
An ode to depressive potatoes
Just a sad, sad potato who never got to say goodbye.
Just a sad, sad potato pointing at you with my dirty little finger.
If I should die before I wake, I pray you won’t hold it against me.
Just a sad, sad potato who never got to say goodbye.
Just a sad, sad potato pointing at you with my dirty little finger.
If I should die before I wake, I pray you won’t hold it against me.