O' my fair tuber, what more splendid a plant could their ever be? Lend me your strength, that I may toss the caber true. Share with me your wisdom, that I shall remain ever on course. Offer to me, a share of your knowledge, and I will keep you free of blight. O', sweet tuber, you are grander than the mightiest King! Your curves are more graceful than a ballerina's. What must I do, what mountain must I climb, what ocean must I swim, what limb must I give? O', my dear Lord, honor me with just one taste, and I shall be your slave for all time.