Vagabond+Tomato

Song of the Vagabond Tomato

I was serving Mrs Bell, the plumb, old lady that comes into the co-op once a week, on a Tuesday. Suddenly out the corner of my eye I see a movement. I turn to see a tomato rolling down the display. It jumped onto the floor. I couldn't believe my eyes, I was Amazed, I froze as it steadily rolled down the footpath, I thought it would stop soon but surprisingly it seemed to speed up. As it reached the kerb it jumped, somersaulted and continued on the road. There was on near miss when the next cars back wheel ran it over. Squish! Red splurted in all directions. I think it was a suicide attempt that Tuesday morning at 10:15.