Mr. Tomato
Mr. Tomato, my daughter calls you
Cute as can be, I laugh it off
But after giving it further thought
She has an idea that might be true:
When squeezed too tightly
Your insides start to fall apart
But I’ll take it,
Maybe even with a slice of toast
Licking my fingertips,
I want to savor every last drop.
kimberly
Thu 7th May 2020 18:48
Thanks! ? It's a nickname that's been thrown around recently and I knew I wanted to throw it into a poem and this came out of it.