Whether baked or fried, I'm a delight. If you are hungry, ketchup and I would be in your appetite. Whether curly, salty, and even more, you might want a bite. Mashed or sliced, I'm great with burgers and might make you enticed.

You sit on this, and it doesn’t move, but it takes you from place to place.

You can draw it without paper, You can run it without shoes, It exhales a rising vapor And its warm embrace renews.

I am a lord under the earth, I am a dwarf above it. I have five icy children who, circled in my arms, I covet. I once shared my family’s title but have been stripped of my worth; discriminated by my size and position of my birth.

Three brothers share a family sport: A nonstop marathon The oldest one is fat and short And trudges slowly on The middle brother's tall and slim And keeps a steady pace The youngest runs just like the wind, Speeding through the race