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all agitated
discussing monkey business
going bananas
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Chosen as Poem of the Day~3rd July 2015
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2015
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Feeling lethargic,
Sue went on
a banana diet,
and started to feel
more energetic and alive,
walking past the
local playground,
she was going
to keep walking,
when she quickly
changed her mind...
Swinging round and round,
flipping upside down,
she couldn't believe
the bananas gave her
so much stamina,
one last go round,
she dismounted
landing perfectly
on the ground,
just like an
Olympic champion!
Copyright © cheryl hoffman | Year Posted 2016
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For this Turk Turku is a 1-horse
city but he has got to have horse
sense. He will not be as happy as a peacock in Turkey.
Hindi, the Turk word for turkey, is how we'll call this turkey.
Hindi, when living in Turkey, was a horse
dealer. Today he's no longer into horse
trading. He quit selling that drug. One morning
when he got up all his belongings were gone
He was shocked & almost started mourning
over this theft like a baby. His gun
gone too. Instead of going bananas
he sat down & thought: "That a lot of my country fellas have a monkey
on their backs is my bad! I won't cry over my pilfered pelf! No more monkey
business! From now on I decide to be a good egg!
I'm starting a new life! Today I cease being a yegg"
The Turk turkey put all his eggs
in one basket & wended his way to Turku!
He got a job in a Turkish bath as a front desk clerk. One noon he met a not
pigheaded porky from Alaska who told him had quit smoking blunt cold turkey
of late & was quite itching to relapse. Hindi didn't want to be a cold turkey
nowadays so he gave him advice on withdrawal. He jotted down some
notes for the porcupine to read & apply & didn't ask, at all, a sum
of money in exchange for the nice advice. The porky thanked him a lot & got
inside the bath. Finn tongue was Greek to Hindi
Whenever he had a chance, took a gander at
the phrasebook to learn Finnish.
At 5 pm he was glad to finish
his shift get the puck
out of that place
go home have duck
soup & plaice.
He wanted to invite the hake for supper. The latter
refused, didn't want to feel like a fish out of water.
Hindi, quite offended, told him off but it was like water
off a duck's back. He didn't want dinner alone, so
he thought who else could come. Bingo! The sow!
And she did. He did indeed bring home the bacon.
The food was very simple to prepare. It was duck
soup. He was cocksure the sow would love duck
soup & plaice. For dessert, a piece of cake
they'd have. Cooking all this was a piece of cake
without doubt. When nosh was ready, the sow
brooded over & said: "Wait a sec. This is so
weird. You invited the hake, a fish, to eat plaice.
You're eating duck & you're a turkey. In place
of eating explain. Are you a cannibal?" "Clam
up & pig out!" he said, not happy as a clam.
"O In a pig's eye I will! You are such a cold fish!
Horsefeathers! Besides, I am no longer hungry!
I've never seen anything like this in Hungary!"
"I eat duck soup and, if I want to, I cook my goose!"
The sow, horrified, at once did for sure vamoose.
Copyright © Ivo Cosentino | Year Posted 2014
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I got myself a suntanna.
Down at the local beach.
While watching three Santas.
In the Christmas Parade.
It was a nice Sun-shiny day.
In Southern Cal.Near LA..
But the only thing I wanted?
Was a beautiful gal!
While going bananas!
Get It?
Sun-Tanna!
While I witness three Santas..
Giving Christmas gifts.
Around Christmas time.
In the Christmas Parade.
Sun-Tannas.Three Santas.
A beautiful gal..
While going bananas!
Near LA..
Southern-Cal-Poem By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2008,2014..ALL rights reserved..
Copyright © Kim Robin Edwards | Year Posted 2014
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Tis the season once again
For me to cast my vote
This year I'm going Bananas
Instead of Artichoke
When it comes to Apples & Oranges
They're pretty much the same
As I close the curtain on the booth
And just start punching names
Asparagus is tops on my list
Much more than Brussels Sprouts
What Veggie will lead the charge
We'll have to wait to find that out
So let's freshen up the voting block
And somewhere in between
As we vote raw our favorite vegetable
The rest of them we'll steam
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2016
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banana bread
finger -licking
fruit glaze
4/4/2 Contemporary Haiku
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fresh cinnamon crumbs
on the path where we once shared
his banana bread
Traditinonal Haiku 5/7/5
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2017
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I don't know about you,
but as for me
I got created by God ---
I didn't come swinging to the ground from a tree
I didn't evolve from a slug
that came slithering out of the water
I wasn't formed from some seed
spit out of an alien asteroid pod
No, sir, I was made by God
I can't stop nobody
from believing in evolution nonsense
If you think an ape is your uncle,
your daddy might be the son of a baboon prince
If you think your auntie is a chimpanzee,
that's on you ...
That's your side of the family
You'll never see me going bananas,
have me thinking sideways
In His image, God said He had us made,
I didn't crawl out an egg like some say
No, not me
I'm a God-created man,
got no dinosaur ancestry
So you and your cave-dwelling relatives,
don't try to climb up my family tree
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016
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The boy said do you want a pizza me
to the boy who had stolen his piece of pie
pretty soon some bananas got bruised
as they flew and dropped from the cafeteria sky,
Lettuce and tomatos were being tossed
as all the students fought like oil and vinegar
a flying onion made someone cry
while a tossed celery stalked another,
Carrot top caught lemons and gave them all a squirt
trying to make lemonade out of lemons
the girl next to him went totally berserk
when the juice dribbled down her face to her skirt,
Slim Jim and Tim worked like two peas in a pod
throwing carrot sticks at students as if they were lightening rods
"orange you glad were friends" they said to each another
while some students in front of them ran and took cover,
The blue haired cafeteria lady's hair was now a shade of green
thanks to the unbiased landing of some pistachio ice cream
thinking to herself there must be better ways to make some dough
but before I quit I'm letting loose some over ripe tomatoes!
Meanwhile a student took a bunch of pictures of them all going bananas...
to this day is food for thought in a courtroom food drama.
12-01-17
Copyright © cheryl hoffman | Year Posted 2017