Sick Of Bananas

From March to December
is pretty much Bananas;

December the thirty first
is Bananas the three hundred and sixth.

January I call
Apricot-Plum;

February,
Banana-Grape.

Bananas I also
call The Long-Un,

The 3-0-6er,
The er C-C-C-V-I.

Well before half way through her
I've already started to sigh.

by Douglas Scotney

Comments (1)

i'll give this poem another sigh! ha ha. otherwise i'm speechless. bri : 0