Dear friends! Again, the evening is meant for the heart. This time a very interesting heart. Potato heart or potato heart, actually heart-shaped potatoes. This heart was found by a lady from Slovenia named Romana. Unfortunately, Romana is not with us and this is a reminder of her. When we visited Romana, she honored us to show us this interesting potato that she found. I took the opportunity to take a few photos of that potato. She asked what to do with it and I told her to fry it because we have it immortalized in the photos. Later, a song came to my mind and I wrote it myself. Here I am sharing that song with you now. Potato heart One white potato the whole turned into a heart heard it was a new fashion as a heart it is easier to sell. Some romantic soul will buy it he will not eat. nor will she taste it they will just paint, show and watch write songs about him and tell stories. He hoped it would fall into his hands to a young couple as a symbol of engagement, however it ends up in the hands of an ordinary woman who asked me for advice on what to do. When I saw him I liked it right away I took the camera and took a picture I immortalized that potato, that glorious one. Then I told her succinctly I would bake it. That's right, whole potatoes finish as french fries boil. Now he is finished in the song although it was fried like french fries. Maybe become famous no one will be equal to him. ********************************************************************************************** Dragi prijatelji! Opet je veče namenjeno za srce. Ovaj put veoma zanimljivo srce. Srce od krompira ili krompirovo srce, ustvari krompir u obliku srca. Ovo srce je našla jedna gospodja iz Slovenije po imenu Romana. Nažalost Romana nije sa nama i ovo je jedno podsećanje na nju. Kada smo bili u poseti kod Romane ona nas je počastvovala da nam pokaže ovaj zanimljivi krompir koji je pronašala. Ja sam iskoristio priliku i napravio nekoliko fotografija tog krompira. Pitala je šta da uradi sa njim a ja sam joj rekao neka ga isprži jer imamo ga ovekovečenog na fotkama. Kasnije mi je pala na pamet i jedna pesma te sam je napisao. Evo delim sada sa vama tu pesmu. Krompirovo srce Jedan krompir beo u srce se pretvorio ceo čuo da to je nova moda kao srce lakše se proda. Kupiće njega neka romantična duša neće jesti. niti će da ga kuša samo će slikati, pokazivati i gledati o njemu pesme pisati i priče raspredati. Nadao se da će dospeti u ruke mladom paru kao simbol zaruke, medjutim završi u rukama obične žene koja za savet, šta da radi, upita mene. Kada sam ga video odmah mi se svideo aparat uzeh i napravih sliku ovekovečih taj krompir, tu diku. Onda sam joj lakonski reko ja bih njega ispeko. Tako bi, krompir ceo završi ko pomfrit vreo. Sada je u pesmi završio mada se ko pomfrit pržio. Možda postane slavan niko mu neće biti ravan.
4 comments
Yes I see your potatoe 's Heart is better than mine. Thé Heart is perfect. Your poèm is good,
your potato literature is really excellent :)
Really it's a heart, beautiful her story and beautiful your sweet song, haha I love french fries
It expresses how much she loves frying 😂