A manaña banaña
might be better tomorrow
than it would be today;
but, when manaña comes
will that still be true?
A manaña banaña
might be better tomorrow
than it would be today;
but, when manaña comes
will that still be true?
Posted in Poetry
Tagged #1LinerWednrsday, #LindaGHill, #Manana, #poetry. #poem, Banana, prose
A Banana and a Mango went to Bingo
“Banangoingo!”
Posted in Poetry
Tagged #Banangoing, #Bingo, #nonsense, #poetry. #poem, #silly, Banana, Mango
There is nothing wrong with my banana
I check it every day
There is nothing wrong with my banana
I do what the doctors say
.
If it’s green don’t eat it
If it’s yellow you can’t beat it
If it has spots they’ll go away
There is nothing wrong with my banana
I check it every day
.
There is nothing wrong with my banana…
(repeat chorus)
As for the cake:
it was a Blueberry & Banana cake;
that, to my mind,
had no banana taste at all.
Blueberry, much, banana not much,
not some, not any.
Tasty, definitely;
but, not of banana.
I do admit that there are
an awful lot of banana mentions
in this poem,
but no ‘actual’ bananas.
It was a very nice piece of cake?
this is a poor poem,
glad I had the cake;
happy to memorialise it in words.
(The very last Dodo Banana)
It was the very last;
but, little did the banana know it –
having not read this poem,
written by a poet.
.
And, like the Dodo before,
once the last one was gone,
there wouldn’t be any more.
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Tagged #Dodo, #Extinction, #Last, #poetry. #poem, #Sad, #VeryLast, Banana
I’ve never seen a Bee in a Bandana,
though, to be honest,
I haven’t observed every Bee
that is, or was, or is yet to Bee.
Perhaps, a Bee on a Banana
is a more likely possibility,
I shall pop a Banana and a small Bandana out,
and see if a Bee cares to alight on the one,
and / or don the other.
They do say, that a Bee
is less than likely to bother
wearing clothing of note
unless it’s a pollen coat
or a black and yellow stripy jumper.
Too close to bunions
to foot the bell
(or fit the bill)
with banana skin
and onion peel
removed,
bananas none too ripe,
onions are great,
ignore the hype;
and cook with skill
in a skillet, until…
… ready;
then eat
with a friend named Freddie –
what a treat!
NB don’t eat Freddie, it’s not that Vegan –
ask our mentor, Peter Egan.
Aubrey the Strawberry, Salty the Peanut, and Banango the Weird – a mixed up one if there ever was – walked into Kind Café, one day.
It had been a very hot day, and the three of them were in search of an Ice-cream each to cool themselves down.
Aubrey, Salty, and Banango surveyed the ice-cream menu.
Aubrey looked on with dismay as she saw the options, Salty turned up his little peanut nose at the PB &J cone;
Banango ordered a Banana and Mango Chip Cornet (with sprinkles).
Aubrey and Salty looked at Banango with wonder – he was being really weird lately.
Banango paid and took his selection ‘to go’ and they all left the Kind Café.
Within two minutes a hungry Herring Gull had swooped down and the Banana, Mango Chips, Sprinkles and Banango the Weird had all been swiped by the hungry gull.
Aubrey and Salty were sad, but this was slightly relieved by the fact that Banango the Weird had gone as he had always said he had wanted to.