BANANA WAITS TO DIE I’m one banana lying prone I got forgot. I’m all alone How did this happen? Why just me? I started life with twenty three All alone I lie and wait What will be my final fate? Why do I ask, I really know I saw it happen to Old Joe The top banana in my bunch Selected for a sailor’s lunch On the ship from Panama “OH MY GOD,” screamed Grandmamma “The sailor just set Joey down!” The thought of it just makes me frown Sitting in the hot sun light A few days passed he died of blight Once brightly yellow then to black Once stiff and hardy then to slack His innards oozed, the sight was sad It made my bunch so very mad Now it’s me here all alone One banana with no phone I feel as if up in the sky There is one really creepy eye Looking down upon me here This is what I really fear I know it gets some freaky joy It watches me as if a toy I also feel the eye is pi
Humorous rants and thoughts.