For the first time since forever
My greenhouse stands there bare.
Not a single tomato plant
Will be found in there.
It's no big deal I tell myself
Many folk have died
Whilst my old empty greenhouse
Is just a place to hide
But looking on the brightside
As we must always do
I'll have a chance to think again
And start growing something new.
Midge and I like tomatoes
So I told her with a grin
I can always reach in my government box
And open up a tin.