poem pg 299

04/27/2010

Searching for a banana
4-27-2010
Jonathan

Waking up from the jungle book
Blinking my eyes, I had to do a double look
Where did all the trees go?
I do not know

I was sitting beneath a banana tree
I was in a jungle far away from this crummy city
Sitting with my friend Baloo listening to a story
He played for the Red Sox during the 1930’s

My tummy is hungry
I want a banana from the banana tree
I wonder if we got any bananas in the kitchen?
I’m going to get up to see