The Yams seemed an inseparable pair.
She-Yam was always by his side, proud and almost a tad haughty.
He-Yam was always looking down, perhaps a bit embarrassed.
She-Yam raised her head in an attempt to erase a wrinkled, sagging neck-flap.
He-Yam actually enjoyed accentuating a double chin.
The Yams were opposites, yet they were also the same.
The Yams were inseparable – until Sweet Potato came around...
from a series of silly fruit and vegetable stories in progress