Tomatoes
Oh you foul fruit, or everyone says you’re a fruit anyways.
To me you are ewe, gooey, and gross.
With your dreadful red color, and the occasional dirt.
Yuck! That’s disgusting, who wants to eat the filthy dirt?
But then again who would want to eat you alone?
You’re revolting!
Infested with germs, and worms that squirm.
I don’t see how anyone could enjoy that horrible taste.
I ate you once, it didn’t end very well.
Blah… I spat you out and gagged.
I couldn’t get the gruesome taste out of my mouth.
Oh tomato please just disappear,
No one will miss you when you die!