For My Love on Valentine's Day

You haunt me, warm & crusty roll

You do not stink like rotting troll

But rather your smell is a wonderful thing

Like flowers, dew and the scent of spring

I love you pasta in my bowl

Sliding right into my pie hole

I eat and eat more macaroni

I wish my mouth was a big zamboni

Rice, you're good but not that great

On a list of carbs you're last on my plate

But you're better than dirt

or gross Brussels sprouts

Which taste a lot like ankle gout

But POTATOES my dear you're the love of my life

French fried or mashed on the end of a knife

With gravy or butter packed in my gut

I love you so much and so does my butt

For when you're together you two intermingle

Potatoes and bum go like soda & Pringles

All carbs in fact, they say you are bad

But I think they're crazy, they're totally mad

You have a bad rap

For you I will say

I'd take carbs over Keto breath any old day

You're simple and silent, right in my cupboard

No trips to Whole Foods or selling my mother

You don't cost a lot but pay big dividends

I know you & I will always be friends

To all of my carbs

My heart's on the line

Be my Valentine please

'Til the end of all time

Karen bertelsen