Not until we are lost do we begin to find ourselves--
Henry David Thoreau

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Oh Banana on My Window Sill

Oh banana on my window sill
How you tempt me
Looking like Uma Thurman
in your taught yellow body suit
Laying there waiting, waiting
For something to begin

Oh banana on my window sill
How you tempt me
Smooth hairless body
Firm and youthful
Green top blending into
Bodacious, bang-a-rang
Send me back to my knees
Yowling no yielding please
Yellow.

Oh banana on my window sill
How you tempt me
Composed, relaxed
You do not flinch an inch
Under my gawking gaze
Oh, oh, oh no banana on my window sill

Oh banana on my window sill
How you tempted me
With promises of passionate potassium
With scrumptious sugary sweet
stomach swelling
satisfying stop, stop, stomp, stomp, chomp, chomp—
Oh my!
We’re not in Kansas anymore
Oh, oh, b, b
A
Na
Na
Oh f-abulous fruit
Oh banana on my window sill.