The Last Banana

Accidental Poet

 

Hanging around on the stand

A stock of bananas slowly ripens

Green turns to yellow

As the appeal surely heightens

 

Grown together from the tree

Like brothers of fruit

Until pulled apart

And lose their yellow suit

 

It stands to reason

They will all go their separate ways

Consumed by the hungry

Their yellow suit thrown away

 

And who shall be the last

The last one to go

Upon leaving with long last looks

Their brotherly love that shows

 

One by one

All his friends disappear

Unable to hang by himself

On the countertop with a lonely tear

 

He decides he’ll go out with a bang

Donning his bandit bandana

Going down in history as

The Last Banana

 

Copyright © Accidental Poet 2024

  • Author: Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 1st, 2024 09:16
  • Comment from author about the poem: As I reached for the last banana, I was struck with its last final words. 🍌
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 24
  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
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  • orchidee

    Good write AP. lol.
    Grrr, KP, you old banana, you! And trout too. lol.

    • Accidental Poet

      Come on Orchi, is she a banana or a trout? I know, she's a Troutana.

      • orchidee

        Yes lol.

      • Teddy.15

        LoL 🤣 you've gone banana's my dear A.P this is hilarious 🌹 🍌

        • Accidental Poet

          Yes Teddy, I'm a banana toting poet. 😁

        • Cassie58

          A fun write. There is never a last banana in my house. More like three and the skins are brown. I make banana bread and milkshakes. They are more popular with my lot:) You turned your last banana into a hero AP. I liked that 😀

          • Accidental Poet

            Yes, up in the air, it's a bird, a plane, no its Superbanana. Hey, it could happen. 🤔

          • Doggerel Dave

            Probably you've won - within this poetic environment at least, AP....

          • Tom Dylan

            Brilliant, AP. 🙂 Reminds me of a song my dad used to sing when I was a kid, Yes, we have no bananas!

            • Accidental Poet

              yes Tom, I remember that song. Thanks for the compliment. 😁

            • Neville



              this is very sad I had hoped to prevent the banana from extinction, but its ultimate demise was out of my control and writ about with absolute distinction .. 🍌👍

              • Accidental Poet

                Not to worry N, there's a fresh batch down at the grocery store just waiting for you. 🍌 😁



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