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Toh mate ohs

Maters

By Owen TaylorPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

It's tomatoes, offered my friend,

No trend or vee eight blend.

Just one will relieve your plight,

A beef steak, jubilee, gardeners delight.

Any red, purple, green or yellow,

Any one, your heart will mellow.

No not diced, baked, or steamy,

Try the red McDreamy.

From the garden or the grocer,

A little salt on top, ok kosher.

If your hearts a disaster, broken,

The fix of course red Hoboken.

Apples keep the doctor away nay nay.

A single Juliet Red your mood will sway

Chase minds chaos off, will make merry,

One handful of bombello cherry.

Fruit or vegetable asked I,

Does not matter his reply.

Is the store the start of my quest,

His answer garden grown the best

His advice so sound so clear.

A solid freind so dear.

Off I went to aisle nine.

Vegetables full simple sublime.

Among other searchers tah mah to.

Searching perfection toe to toe.

Desperate looks serious silly.

There I found a perfect boxcar Willie.

Perfect red and round.

Yes delicious I found

Big bite this cure I tried.

My friend had not lied.

No drugs or visits physician.

No psychiatric technician.

The cure for cloudy heart or mind

Just one single clementine.

heartbreak

About the Creator

Owen Taylor

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