348 The Very Dead Tomato . As Yorick’s skull, Hamlet

Alas, poor Tomato! I knew him, Y’all: a fellow fruit

of infinite taste, of most excellent fancy:


you hath borne me on your vine a thousand times; and now, although

abhorred in my imagination it is!

My stomach awaits….



© 2016 La Floralie 2


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