Spuds R U!

If a spud, a mere potato
Can become so many things
Like crisps, french fries and vodka
Then you too can spread your wings
And aspire to be the person
You dream of day by day
With a little inspiration
To go a long long way

So set your mind right to it
From wherever you may be
For think that from a field of mud
Potatoes found glory!
And thus from modest beginnings
With the will to change and grow
Be true to your potential and
Reap from the seeds you sow!

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