How many of us have ever guarded A Perfect Tomato on the windowsill--eager to taste its fresh, juicy flesh yet reluctant to violate its round, ripe perfection? Donal's poem may inspire you to stop at your local produce stand today, or may send you foraging through your garden for that one irresistable red orb. Here's to the ruby fruit of the deadly nightshade!
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