The banana is an inside joke
Micah Fagre
Micah Fagre
Sep 11      Sep 13

The banana is an inside joke
from God
It is His calling card
And you can call home
if you would hold it to your ear
and speak directly to Him
Just kidding
Bananas are for the belly

He would have used perforated edges
but naysayers would be in an uproar
"How could your God think us so stupid!"
For they always imagine
that God reflects their own stupidity
And the atheist too
would have a fit
and a slew
of jokes about how the real evidence of God
has banana split

But just like little children know
mother puts the best food in the lunchbox
Humble believers can tell you
good loving means good grubbing
on the inside of the banana peel
And that's real

#god   #faith   #banana  
Take a banana
JoBe Arenas
JoBe Arenas
May 8      May 9

Take a banana
Peel it
Dice it
Put it aside

If you thought this
Was a recipe
It is
For a disaster

Take a banana
Peel it
Dice it
Put it inside

A little clever poem on bananas
#cliche   #recipe   #implied   #clever   #banana   #witty   #implicit   #risque  
your cool, There's always money in the banana stand.

Keep your cool, There's always money in the banana stand.

#funny   #thought   #culture   #tv   #banana   #brownies  
Should there be a banana

In a broken down hut
In the middle of the wood
Nor pizza hut nor Squirrel's nut
Can calmly describe that, that could

And somewhere within thy
Lies a seemingly twisted fate
Where two old hags bye and bye
Will simultaneously copulate

It would arise my suspicion
Should there be a banana
and henceforth there be a petition
To Outlaw that Repulsive banana

For one to see into the future
Monkeys would be granted intelligence
Causing bananas to nurture
and my brain to be punctured by a fence

If you still can't see
That bananas are a fruit
Then I guess you will have to pee
While gassing toot toot

Written when I was naked getting ready to take a shower.
#funny   #people   #old   #wood   #banana   #copulate  
was a banana.
ryan pemberton
ryan pemberton
Sep 30, 2012      Oct 1, 2012

I wanted to write a letter
for this girl on the bus,
but all i had to write on
was a banana.
so I wrote:

"when i saw you,
just now,
you are the most
spectacularly beautiful thing
i've ever seen
just now,
when I saw you."

she ran away.
she didn't touch
my banana.

I left this poem on the bus seat across from her, along with my full name. She has not attempted to contact me.
Alexander McCallum

Why are you yellow?
"Just because I am."
Why are you mushy?
"Just because I am"
How would you fare in a game of chess?
"I... Dont... Know..."
Ha! I Got You Didn't I?

yellow banana from the east
Sep 21

yellow banana from the east
    making discordian inroads
   to vehemence this fall
  won't let it turn black
or we can't go back
not an innuendo
put it in a spiral
make it viral
bring a melon
and hard drive
sell the lemon
for half price
buy no frills
airlines tickets
  ride with the fruit
   to unknown places
   disseminate those faces
    that munch on the yellow
     that icky sticky mellow fellow
      well the law of fives dictates its size
       must have a five plus maybe a two or three
          where did we go with thee can we please go free

Anna Banana
Anna Banana
Mar 9, 2013

I stand in the middle of a glorious bright room
With a smile spread across my face
Laughter escapes from my lips
As my eyes twinkle with joy.

In a dark corner I hear a voice;
My name sofly being called.
Pleading my to join the darkness
I slowly walk over.

I find myself in a burning flame
Scorching me to the core
Trapped and unable to break free
My eyes sting with tears.

Others still see my blithe self
My smile though remains.
My heart becomes demolished
As my unseen soul cries out for help.

Anna Banana
Anna Banana
Mar 9, 2013

A dazzling silver light radiates from above
Cryptic little diamonds glimmer in the sky
Fire blazing around me
As I am engulfed in a calming flame.

My heart fills with wonder
There, a glowing hand awaits me
I reach out barely touching it
Stillness overwhelms me.

I open an eye
The fire diminishes,
The hand vanishes,
As my dream slips through my fingertips.

Anna Banana
Anna Banana
Mar 9, 2013

Thank you Lord for the sky so blue,
For the strength of an eagle as it soared and flew,
For the tumbling sound of a flowing stream,
For the face of a child in the midst of a dream.

Thank you too for the stars up high,
As it twinkles and sparkles in the midnight sky.
For the leaves on a willow swaying to and fro
As a gust of wind come and go.

But thank you most for the eyes I see
That have such love and pride in me.
When you take care of all my needs.
Thank you Lord for those indeed.

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