Green Tomatoes

posted by seeking_virtue on poetry

I found you near my crop of red heirloom danties,

And I though, "Why aren't you ready matey?"

I inspected further, and to my fervor, it's vine of its own!

Green tomatoes! A big bush has gown!

But where did it come from, where did it start?

I never planted you in the garden in March!

Either way, it's green salsa today!

And I dear say, "Who could have known!?"

I found you near my crop of red heirloom danties, And I though, "Why aren't you ready matey?" I inspected further, and to my fervor, it's vine of its own! Green tomatoes! A big bush has gown! But where did it come from, where did it start? I never planted you in the garden in March! Either way, it's green salsa today! And I dear say, "Who could have known!?"

Green Tomatoes

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