15 March 2011

banana poem

so i was walking with this banana in my pocket that i was going to eat for lunch
and i kept wondering if people would say hey
is that a banana in your pocket or are you happy to see me
you know, as it goes
and i wouldn't know what to say if i WAS happy to see them
the either or, black or white
as if this banana in my pocket
causes me to hate everyone.

2 comments:

JESS!CA said...

don't blame the banana, you know it's your boner's fault

justin ryan fyfe said...

like