Oh How I Miss It.
Eaten fresh from the vine
Red and fleshy, so divine
Sliced thinly on my bread
Add some onion, enough said
Lasagne! Delicious spaghetti bolognaise
I enjoyed them all and gave my praise
Fresh warm pies with dead horse too
A delicious combo, was nice also, with my stew
Chutney’s, pickles, preserves, All!
But! A Bloody Mary, was my downfall
Red blotches, itches a scratching mess
I found it difficult, I must confess
To leave tomatoes off my shopping list
Now I have no choice other than, to resist!
You see after all those years of stuffing them in
The only place I can stuff them now, is in the compost bin.
The humble Tomato, red juicy, divine
Oh how I miss it, wish it were mine!