The Potato and the Teacher

A teacher and a potato

were dancing at the prom

They shimmied and shagged and shuffled

People said they were the bomb

 

At the end of the night they were hungry

so they went out  for a basket of fries

as they ate,  potato and teacher

stared into each other's eyes

 

The night was finally over

So they bid a fond good bye

The potato sang to the teacher

a hash brown lullabye

 

The teacher felt lucky yet wistful

for the night time of memories she'd stashed

for in the news the next morning

she read her potato was mashed