Potato
Peru, the Andes' sunny plain,
Was first my home, then into Spain.
I traveled with Pizarro's men
From the New World and back again.
When famine fell on Ireland's shore,
My worth was proved forevermore.
Potatoes in a basket text"Potatoes selected for seed" |
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