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There once was acurious young tomato named Jake, and one day he made a very grave mistake. You see Jake liked to play with sharp objects alot, he'd grab a pair of scissors and away he'd trot. Now with every sharp object Jake felt a special bond, however of scissors he was particularly fond. One day while he was running with scissors in his room he tripped over a toy and instantly met his doom. The scissors fell through the air and hit him in the back, poor Jake got so paniced that he had a heart attack. So Jake's lifeless body just lay there, Scarlet juices flowing on the floor, poor curious tomato shall play with sharp objects nevermore.
yep thats boredom lol its what I do to pass time in class...My bro told me that I should write a poem about a tomato running with scissors so I did.