September 5/365 Songs 4

Babies = potatoes. Makes sense to me. When the boys were born, I called a local NPR radio show and had “Little Potato” dedicated to them. It made my heart glad, just to hear:

They must have grown you wild,
You make a grown man a child,
I’ll go and play in the mud
To be with you my spud

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All babies are potatoes.
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Yep, potatoes.

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