Love Song to Tomato

Free Verse Poem by Ewing E Baldwin

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You say Beto, I say tomato
Not Jared Leto nor the clown named JoJo,
But tomato, the red orb, oh
Not the bacon’s bitch nor the mayo’s
Nor the topping of potato
Just raw and oozing seeds bleeding,
My tongue a Band Aid, beard juice keening
(Tomato juice not O.J.) (tomato, not RKO)
You sing “Day-o! Day-o!” I sing “Tomat-o!” Tomat-o!”
Don Corleone: “Fredo, bring me a tomato!
Fie on the Tonight Show or HBO
Sate me sated elated mood elevated: 
Tomato

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E Eugene Jones Baldwin's latest publications include "The Trail of Tears" (memoir Passager Literary Magazine), "Mars II" (Poem Bronze Bird Press), and "The Impatient Patient: A Writer's Faceoff With Cancer," (essay, Last Syllable Literary Magazine), and "Fanfare for the Common Bird" (Young Ravens Literary Zine.)