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Tragedy in the Big Apple - a common garden variety story

Updated on August 4, 2017

Tragedy plays such a big part in so many lives...Plants have feelings too, as we shall find out

Our story begins when our hero Mr. Sweetpea, and his friend, Mr. Potato, decide to leave their plum jobs and move to Citrus City. The boys were real country pumpkins.
Mr. Sweetpea’s father had been a vegetarian. Sweetpea Senior had died in a tragic accident. Young Sweetpea could still remember the words of Reverend Radish as they planted his father’s body in the garden. “Lettuce give thanks, remembering that he will surely sprout again in that great big greenhouse in the sky."

Companion plant? Maybe he wants to be a companion to a plant...

Just what is a Companion Plant anyway?
Just what is a Companion Plant anyway?

Mister Sweetpea's tragic early life

Actually, what happened was that Sweetpea Senior had had very bad eyesight. His doctor had placed him on a strict diet of carrots. Carrots, carrots – and nothing else. It helped his eyesight enormously. But death came when he tripped over his ears and broke his neck. Old gardeners never die. They just spade away.  But plants have feelings.  Sweetpea wept.

So young Sweetpea grew up as an orphan . As the years passed Sweetpea grew tall and straight. He wasn’t very athletic, though. In fact he was as skinny as a string less stringbean – with the wood scraped off.

The Big Apple - a common garden variety story.

For some months Mr. Sweetpea was disconsolate. The seeds of discontent germinated. But the decision to change jobs pulled him out of the manure. He drifted from furrow to furrow, eventually driving a school bus in America’s Deep South. Alabama, I believe it was.
He used to drive this dilapidated bus filled with white and coloured kids to school. The kids would just fight and fight.

Color prejudice, will it ever go away?

One day Mr. Sweetpea could stand it no longer. He pulled the bus to the side of the road and yelled at the schoolchildren. “Out! Get out of the bus!"

Once the kids were out he lined ‘em up. “Right. Now I’ll give it to you straight. No more arguing. There is no more black. And there is no more white- right? You’re all green. Got that? You’re all green. What are you?
“All green, sir.”
“Okay. I’m glad we understand each other. Now get back on the bus.”
At this, one of the white prefects stepped forward and took charge. “Right lads, everyone back on the bus: light greens at the front: dark greens down the back.”

Things turned sour in Citrus City.

If only Mr. Sweetpea would stop to contemplate his actions...but alas
If only Mr. Sweetpea would stop to contemplate his actions...but alas

Mr Sweetpea meets Mr Potato and they became companion plants

Yes, tragedy plays out its part so, at twenty-two Mr. Sweetpea met Mr. Potato and there began a lifelong friendship. They travelled all over: the San Francisco Salad Bowl, Sydney’s Botanical Gardens, but things turned sour on there return to Citrus City. The place had become a real compost heap. That was when they decided to go to the Big Apple.

In that large fruit our heroes fell in with a fast crowd. They teamed up with a Mr. Split-pea. Split-pea had been in trouble since the day his father had been killed by a couple slugs whilst trying to do a break-and-enter. Split-pea always carried a celery stick and a big bunch of skeleton peas. He introduced the boys to onion-drinking and smoked grass openly.
But it was Split-pea’s young cousin, Miss Tomato, who really set the juice to pounding in Mr. Sweetpea's veins. She was luscious: smooth skin; ripe, voluptuous body. Sweetpea used to get stalky just thinking about her.

Miss Tomato had had a touch childhood

Miss Tomato had had a tough childhood. She’d definitely grown up on the wrong side of the fence. And dry. Where she’d been raised it practically never rained. She was seven years of age when she first felt rain. It came as such a shock that she broke out in hysterics. They had to throw a bucket of dust over her to calm her down.
Compared with Miss Tomato, our hero Sweetpea was totally green. Miss Tomato told Sweetpea that she’d been deflowered by an amorous gardener before she was fifteen. It wasn’t true. She’d been rooted, all right. But actually she’d been packed reaped.

Like Mr. Sweetpea and Mr. Potato, here are two more garden friends
Like Mr. Sweetpea and Mr. Potato, here are two more garden friends

But she was wicked; the sort of companion plant to avoid

Sweetpea couldn’t see how wicked she was. He just lusted after her. His friend, Mr. Potato, was shocked to the marrow of his bones when he heard that Sweetpea wanted to legally bed down in the same furrow as Miss Tomato. To him, the whole idea was a lemon.
As it turned out, she up and left him. She was of shallow soil. She just walked out on him to become a stripper at the Clockwork Orange Club.

The Apple Band Venue - The Sugar Beets were on stage

When our heroes came through the swing doors into the Clockwork Orange the place was jumping. On stage the “Sugar Beats” were banging away on their electric guitars and mandarins. People were guzzling onion juice and root beer. There wasn’t mushroom.
Sweetpea spotted Miss Tomato. She looked ravishing. Carrot-spike high-heeled shoes, dress as tight as the skin on an capsicum, the faint fragrance of asparagus in her hair. He asked her for a dance and she said, “Yes.”

The Big Apple - A common garden variety story.

On the sidelines a tough-looking turnip said to Mr. Potato. “Your friend mustn’t want to live long, Buddy- that’s Mr. Broadbean’s Tomato he’s dancing with.”
On hearing that, Mr. Potato nearly soiled himself. Mr.Broadbean was a real big banana at the Big Apple. And tough. It was said he could put his right tendril in his left hand hip pocket and hold himself out at arms length.

At that very moment a deathly hush came over the place. Mr. Potato looked up to see the biggest Broadbean he'd ever set eyes on come into the room. It looked like there would be a fight. And as I said early, there wasn’t mushroom to move.

Mr. Sweetpea's friends were mighty confused by all this.
Mr. Sweetpea's friends were mighty confused by all this.

The tragic end of a companion plant

The fight was swift and bloody. A couple of big Swede bouncers eventually broke it up. But not before it was too late. There was a fatality. And another was seriously injured.
The police arrived at the Clockwork Orange and questioned Mr. Potato but he didn’t spill the beans. Broadbean was dead. Killed by a base ball bat swung by one of the big Swedes. They had to plant him. Mr. Sweetpea was taken off to intensive care.

Now plants have feelings and In the hospital waiting room Mr. Potato anxiously awaited news on his friend. At last the surgeon appeared.
“Mr. Potato?”
“I’ve got good news and bad.”
“The good news is that Mr. Potato will live. The bad is that he’ll be a vegetable for the rest of his life.”

I hope you enjoyed this little story about our adventuresome duo in, of course - The Big Apple. Just another common garden variety story really...


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    Tom Ware 

    5 years ago from Sydney, Australia

    Hi, Ekaterina. Just logged on to Hubpages to find your very recent comments; just a minute or so ago.

    You've approached the wrong person regarding making money on the Internet, I'm afraid. I've not made any. As for my e-books, they're just ordinary texts I've saved to my PC which I send to anyone who wants them free of charge. Possibly, if you ask your questions here on Hubpages someone will be able to help you. Best of luck.

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    5 years ago

    I read your comment with intseret. Yes, I would like to publish an ebook. In fact, I have a book I've written as a word document, and it is about tips for developmental reading with your child. I want to eventually publish it as an ebook. Therefore, I would appreciate any information you could share with me about how to do this. Some coaching I have received suggests that I offer it in three parts and have a fee for each. I have another one that I will eventually publish about an out of body experience that I have had. This is a very long story! I have been told by many that I should share it. I have been working on establishing some sort of residual income via on-line marketing of products, etc. but I'm not making much progress thus far. Any good ideas for me? Once again, I would appreciate any assistance you might offer. My blogs come from my heart and my desire to help others. However, I want to develop this into something bigger and better.

  • Tusitala Tom profile imageAUTHOR

    Tom Ware 

    6 years ago from Sydney, Australia

    It appears there are no vegetarians out there. Not one comment after all this time...oh,well.


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