Every year I tell myself this will be the last
That I will grow tomatoes, but then it came to pass,
Whilst in the garden centre we saw these little plants
And then I thought I felt a pulling on the right leg of my pants.
Midge my dog was telling me that we should take some home
Cos she just loves tomatoes as much as any bone.
And I remembered that lovely smell in the greenhouse once again
When I was in there pottering just keeping out the rain
So loaded up some growbags and other stuff we'd need
Including canes and other stuff and some tomato feed.
So now they are nearly ready with toms of different kinds
And Midge can go and help herself there's no one here that minds.