There's not a hint of green.
I'm eating my banana,
on which I'm rather keen.
Its smooth and creamy texture
is like a velvet dream.
I'm eating my banana,
that's too good for The Queen.
The end is almost in my sight.
You must think I'm mean
cause...
I've not shared my banana.
The best there's ever been!
Poem © 2015 Meagan Munroe
Illustration © 2015 Rikin Parekh
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