Funeral potatoes are always a winner.

We say Spanish "Fark,"

Fry sauce left its mark,

And ice cream does not make us thinner.

—Shauna Michelsen, Spanish Fork

Rodriguez, Politis and Stott,

Tukuafu, Edwards and Mott.

We've come from afar

By boat, plane or car

To settle our own melting pot.

—Anna Kennington, Payson

An annual event is Sundance,

It offers each "indie" a chance.

While wannabe queens

Make hoopla and scenes,

Stolid natives give scarcely a glance.

—Soni O. Ekins, Salt Lake City

There was once a Dixie Downs tortoise

Who said, "If they try to deport us,

We must make them all think

That we're growing extinct,

So they'll make laws to pamper and court us."

—Barbara Blackhurst, Bountiful

Our Jazz is the team of the year,

Though they're often injured, I fear.

We all get frustrated

That Sloan's underrated,

But their wins give us reason to cheer!

—Kris Matthews, Salt Lake City

Our state has a fabulous flair,

Mountains, red rock — the scenery's rare.

With a culture so rich,

And the choir's perfect pitch,

This is Utah — there's none to compare!

—Karen Peterson, Salt Lake City

There once was a seagull named Mae,

Who flew in one day from the Bay.

"This desert's too dry,"

She squawked with a sigh,

"I'll catch the next wagon — Ole!"

—Patsy A. Hunsaker, West Jordan

We love our sports teams — as most do.

They divide us between RED and BLUE.

We have Bees and the Jazz,

And "Church Ball" to razz,

Now we've added a Real soccer crew!

—Susan T. Holt, Murray

We once were a "Pretty Great State,"

To which everyone here could relate.

But the critics said "No,"

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