HOW I PEEL ABOUT BANANAS

My breakfast wouldn’t be complete
Without a fresh banana to eat
It’s just the right material
To go with milk and cereal.
Bright as the sun and shaped like the moon,
The slice floats onto my spoon,
But now too many banana bits
Are making the cereal have fits
Look at this bowl, so full of stuff.
Some fruits don’t know when enough’s enough!
The problem is, bananas have grown
To the size of a yellow telephone
Pole. Much too, much too large –
Why, one’s enough to fill a barge.
And once you peel it, everyone knows,
It has to be eaten, or there is goes.
Something needs doing about the peel,
Which coils up like a sleeping eel.
Banana, mine, I love your taste
But hate being tempted to go and waste.
So Mr. Grower and Mr. Shipper,
How about bananas with a zipper?