Tomato Picking

Tomato picking was one job I hated
There were so many yucky things
Like spiders lying in wait
Just to give me a fright but
I just had to get over it!
So we'd be moving along
Those long green rows
Picking all of those ripe tomatoes!
Sometimes I'd put my hand under and
Cry out in wonder as a rotten tomato
Had gotten me! Yuck! That was gross!
Smelled so awful too! 
But that was the job: no denying it!
The good thing of course
Was that those over-ripe tomatoes
When squashed up as mush
Would cleanse off all of that dirt and 
Yucky greenness!