You May Call Me Love Apple

Tomato

Toe May Toe

Too May Toe

Two May tow

Tow May Tow

So red so orange so yellow

Agreeable, but in winter your skin slowly turns to rubber

Your flesh is barely tasty.

Without your sweet pungent bite

My soft lips can bite and kiss.

I miss you when the seasons change.

What dish can I make with you this summer?

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