Potatoes Underground sprout things called eyes
They never blink, or squint, or get sleepy.
They dig through loose earth and find spots to grow.
Up, or down, or over, it’s all the same
to a potato, life, death, and winter.
They shoot tubes to other tubers. A pun.
They think it’s funny. Potatoes are dumb.
Everything in the dirt has predators.
So many bugs, and bedrock, and boredom.
That’s why Potatoes need so many eyes.
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