A Tomato Monologue

My true family tree has deserted me,
I am stuck with the carrots and celery.

I may be in salads, but not ones made of fruit,
Veggies took me while fruits gave me the boot.

Please remember me and my vitamin C,
I have a huge heart and versatility.

Why does every hostess have to pair me with cheese?
Please pair me with berries and put me at ease.

I do not mean to sound so needy,
I cannot help that I am so seedy.

From the heirloom to sun gold or grape,
I can take any kind of shape.

Vegetables have been my ultimate disguise,
But I am a tomato, a fruit— surprise!

— Morgan Pearlman

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