I am a fruit of my own kind,
Liked by humans fro tne time,
You were monkies, and ate
With great peasure, you
Laugh at my name when
You often do more often than not,
Alos used by pretty damsels who
Now use fake one for pleasure
When do not get mates for the job.
So, Iam so sweet and lovable,
so nourishing, so useful,
And grown in billions, genetically
Modified for your gulping peasure,
Going more bananas on bananas.



Ravikiran Arakkal.

RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

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