MY GIRAFFE/BANANA PREDICAMENT

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JOURNAL #39

ah.....if only
giraffes were like bananas
green banana, yellow banana
green giraffe, yellow giraffe
long and curvy
warm or cool
always smooth
from foreign lands
to here
they are moved
one entirely edible
both a tad bit spotty
how such elementary ideas
in my wee tiny brain
at this very moment
only manage to
make me laugh
whether it's
giraffe/banana
or banana/giraffe
such predicament
stands as it is
ever a foot
hmm
coincidence you think
or rather so
on my part
purely poor rhyming?
quite ponderously I confess
quite likely the latter.........
(Nov. 28, 2010 442am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this poem was born of a very odd dream I had not too long ago. proof as my own sweet mother would swear that one should never go to bed with a full stomach. An old wives tale I use to believe but now I've a feeling I know why it is advised. Full stomach gives energy to very odd dreams. (laughs) Judge for yourselves.

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