PETER POTATO ROTS

There is this big bad potato, his real name is Pete,

He stinks so darn bad, he's never been chosen to eat,

He is out of the potato bin,

Potato stink, is a tater sin,

Someone gave Pete the heave-ho, now he rots near the street.

HOE, HOE, HOE AND MAKE MY TUBERS GROW

My little potato plant would not grow,

I asked it why? It did not know,

When under it, I dug,

I found the tubers, snug,

I un-snugged the tubers with my garden hoe.