I will not ever never eat a tomato!

I have this little sister, Lola. She is small and very funny. Sometimes Mom and Dad ask me to
give Lola her dinner. This is a hard job because Lola is a very fussy eater.
 "I do not eat peas or carrots or potatoes or mushrooms or spaghetti or eggs or sausages. I
do not eat cauliflower or cabbage or baked beans or bananas or oranges. And I am not keen
on apples or rice or cheese or fish fingers. And I will not ever never eat a tomato."
My sister hates tomatoes, so I say: "That's lucky, Lola, 'cause we're not having any of those
things. We are not going to eat any peas or carrots or potatoes or mushrooms or spaghetti or
eggs or sausages. There will be no cauliflower or cabbage or baked beans, bananas or oranges.
We don't have any apples or rice or cheese or fish fingers"
- And no tomatoes? not ever?
"...and certainly no tomatoes."
"Then why are those carrots there, Charlie? Carrots are for rabbits. I don't ever eat carrots."
One day I thought of a good trick to play on her. "But Lola", I said, "Those are not carrots.
They're not carrots, they are orange twiglets from Jupiter."
"They just look like carrots to me," said Lola.
"How can they be carrots? Carrots don't grow on Jupiter."
"That's true. Well, as they're all the way from Jupiter. Mmm, not bad."
"Don't even think about giving me a pea. I don't ever eat peas. Peas are too small and too
green."
"But Lola, those are not peas. Of course they are not. These are green drops from Greenland."
"Green drops!"
"But I don't eat green things"
"Goody! more for me then. Green drops! Great, green drops! Green drops are so incredibly
rare!"
"Well, maybe I'll just nibble one or two. "Oh," said Lola, "quite tasty. Charlie, wait, wait!"
"I will not eat potato so don't even try, not even mashed."
"This isn't mashed. This isn't mashed. This is cloud fluff from the pointiest peak of Mount
Fuji."
"Oh, in that case a large helping for me. I love to eat cloud."
"Charlie," Lola said, "they look like fish fingers to me, and I would never eat a fish finger."
So I said, "Fish fingers? They are not fish fingers. Lola, they are not fish fingers, they are
ocean nibbles from under the sea. Mermaids always eat ocean nibbles."
"But I went to that supermarket one time with Mom, and I always eat what mermaids eat.
Mmm, yummy! Now, my tummy is so absolutely full. I've already eaten twiglets, green drops,
cloud fluff and ocean nibbles. I can't eat another single thing."
"Not even a tomato?"
"I will not ever never eat a tomato... But will you pass me one of those, Charlie?"
 And I said, "One of those? But, but it's tomato!"
And she says, "It is not a tomato. It's not a tomato, it's a moonsquirter. Moonsquirters are my
favourite. You didn't think they were tomatoes, did you, Charlie?"