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The Rumor of Tomato Head

We had heard of tomato head, of course.
Many thought it was a rumor spread by a horse.
Black Beauty was particularly fond of such lies.
I watched tomato head approach and felt some surprise.

Tomato head took advantage and snatched my candy away.
I was startled, but angry and yelled out “Hey! Hey!”
We chased tomato head to another field where she robbed a black cat.
Tomato head is horrible! I yelled to a pig way too fat.

The pig did not care, he was rolling in a vat of soft mud.
The cow was indifferent too, happily chewing her cud.
I thought I made tomato head up! The horse said in surprise.
Validation that this whole thing started with one of his lies.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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