Sunday, September 21, 2014
Tomato, above in the light.
The little tomato was ruddy and round,
The little Potato was white.
And paler and paler he grew.
And neither suspected a mutual love,
Till they met in a Brunswick stew.
--John Banister Tabb
Thank God for good Food!
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