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I Bought a Pet Banana

March 31, 2011

Bananas are so common to this blog (we’ve eaten 68 of them this year so far), I thought it might be nice if we paid them tribute with a poem.

I bought a pet banana
and I tried to teach him tricks,
but he wasn’t any good at
catching balls or fetching sticks.

He could never catch a Frisbee,
and he wouldn’t sit or speak,
though we practiced every afternoon
and evening for a week.

He refused to shake or wave or crawl
or beg or take a bow,
and I tried, but couldn’t make him bark
or get him to meow.

He was terrible at playing dead.
He couldn’t jump a rope.
When he wouldn’t do a single trick
I simply gave up hope.

Though I liked my pet banana,
I returned him with regret.
Boy, I sure do hope this watermelon
makes a better pet.

–Kenn Nesbitt

This pet banana may have looked a little like this…

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