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    dots Submission Name: Youre a Bananadots
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    Author: Jester_Gesture
    ASL Info:    23/f
    Elite Ratio:    3.41 - 365/459/201
    Words: 717
    Class/Type: Poetry/Comedy
    Total Views: 946
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 4427



    Description:
       Wrote this about a year ago, just for laughs.


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    dotsYoure a Bananadots
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    I am a shy Bartlett Pear
    A little on the juicy side
    I live on Pacific Avenue
    Its near Seattle, but away from the tides

    The other day I was talking to the cherries
    They live on Pitt and Stem Street
    I like to talk to them about life
    Because they make the sour moments sweet

    I was deep in a conversation about skin
    When I saw this tall yellow guy
    He bumped into me
    And smiled as he passed by

    I gulped and told the cherries,
    Im blushing like an Asian
    I want to hide in my leaves
    Bananas are so exotic!
    And this one makes it hard to breathe.

    The cherries told me,
    But hed look so good in your tree!

    No no no no!
    Im a pear and hes a banana
    Theres no way we could go out
    We dont make good scented soap
    Or good flavored salads
    If you know what Im talking about


    A few days later I was at the mall
    Looking at some nutrients
    When the same banana appeared
    And I lost all wit and sense

    He said, Youre a sweet fruit.
    Can I take you out for some lunch?
    Without a second thought, I replied,
    Id like that very much.

    So we stopped at a sun bar
    And got drunk on decadent rays
    When the bill came around
    He insisted that he pay

    He asked if he could walk me home
    And I said yes, but inside my juices cringed
    At my door he asked me,
    I know you dont think much of bananas,
    but would you be my girlfriend?

    I tried to explain
    Im a pear and youre a banana
    Theres no way we could go out
    We dont make good scented soap
    Or good flavored salads
    If you know what Im talking about


    But in the end he persuaded me
    I decided to give him a try
    And when the cherries asked me why I was happy
    I said, Im dating the yellow guy.

    He and I went to lots of parties
    Got drunk on the sun
    We had romantic talks under the trees at night
    My life as a shy Bartlett became Asian fun

    We had many walks on the beach
    He held my stem and told me,
    Sweet, sweet pear, I love you.
    I just squeezed him tighter because
    I couldnt manage to say, I love you, too.

    Many seasons passed and I was ripe
    Growing juicier every day
    He became browner, but thats no downer
    Id take a banana any way

    One winter day by the fire
    He did something, and I was so surprised
    He got down on his knees
    And looked into my eyes

    He said, My sweet, sweet pear,
    Youre the strength of my tree.
    Will you come and be mine?
    Will you marry me?

    I thought that was the last straw
    I tried to explain
    There was no way
    Our lives could change

    Dont you understand?
    Im a pear and youre a banana
    Theres no way I could say I do
    We dont make good scented soap
    Or good flavored salads
    But I must say, Ill marry you


    So I said, Ill be yours till the end.
    He put a ring on my stem
    A few weeks later we had a wedding
    That all the fruit on our streets did attend

    The cherries gossiped for months about how it happened
    My mother was shocked and almost died
    And all the good looking boy pears on Pacific Avenue
    Hung their heads and cried

    As we grew old and wrinkled
    We spent many days under shady trees
    Holding stems and talking about
    The beauty of autumn leaves

    We thought about our life
    How happy we were, how it all came together
    He always asked me at the end of the day
    Are you happy with this forever?

    Dont you understand?
    Im your pear and youre my banana
    Im so happy that I said I do
    We make interesting scented soap
    And strange flavored salads
    I must say, I love you







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    ||| Comments |||
      It was a nice poem. This one was long too but i didn't move away from it. I love the way you used the fruit. I was still looking for the comedy and hoping to laugh but instead i found a new and unique way to see fruit. love it and keep up the good work.
    | Posted on 2005-09-06 00:00:00 | by Freaky DA | [ Reply to This ]
      I love the theme here. The whole poem brings me a happy little giggle and a spark of hope.
    On a less happy note, the phrasing and rhyme is a bit adolecent (whether or not that was intended) and the use of a "chorus" interrupts the flow. Also, I feel sorry for those boy pears!
    Overall, a notably fun peice with reasonable merit. Keep it up!
    | Posted on 2005-09-03 00:00:00 | by O_Mal_Caor | [ Reply to This ]
      This was excellent. I interpret this is many more ways then just a pear and a banana. You gave a tale here that two differences can unite. This had me sucked in all the way through the ending. Not many long poems can do so. You took a lot of time writing this I am sure. And I appreciate it that you decided to share!

    Loved it!

    Li Li
    | Posted on 2005-08-26 00:00:00 | by Munchie_1226 | [ Reply to This ]
      I couldn't tell if you were just having fun with this speaking of fruit, or had a deeper meaning about interracial relationships, with the few references to "Asian" I read. This was a good poem. I like the way you carried the poem from meeting to growing old together with these fruits. I think your flow was great. Nice work.
    Maggie
    | Posted on 2005-08-07 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ]
      this gave me a nice chuckle.. its pretty good.. nto normally the type of poetry i read but i thought the title sounded intriguing.. i'mglad i read it.. good job.. lol its interesing though i do agree with Magnolia Steele about the wondering what you were really talking about.. weather it was for fun... or more.. but regardless its good
    good job
    danielle
    | Posted on 2005-08-07 00:00:00 | by sacred_tears | [ Reply to This ]
      This is awesome. I love it!!! Makes me think of me(n him), lol. This made me laugh. It could totally be an analogy for life though. Whether culture, or background, or lifestyle, or whatever. Anyway, awesome awesome.
    | Posted on 2005-08-07 00:00:00 | by AngelOutlaw | [ Reply to This ]
      That was awesome...the whole thing-the ryhme scheme, the metaphors within metaphors, the repeated chorus-stanza, and especially the picture to go along with it. I love that picture.
    | Posted on 2005-08-07 00:00:00 | by Aaron Felix | [ Reply to This ]
      Awwww this is so cute! I loved it. Although I don't know if I'd necessarily label it as a comedy...
    "No no no no!
    Im a pear and hes a banana
    Theres no way we could go out
    We dont make good scented soap
    Or good flavored salads
    If you know what Im talking about"
    I loved these lines. Also I found it slightly silly that the cherries were the gossipers seeing as cherries were the big *to do* a while ago with all of the preppy clothing...and yeah, I think you know what I mean. lol.
    Anyway, keep writing!
    ~Caribou~
    | Posted on 2005-08-14 00:00:00 | by painofthanatos | [ Reply to This ]
      That was incredibly artful. Your use of fruit kinda reminded me of Neruda, but it was romantic in a different way than his words generally are. This is incredibly good because its like a story which shows excellent transition and growth in a multitude of ways. I especially likes the repetitive stanzas and how they changed each time. you are an artiste and a poet. Keep up the good work I hope to read more of your work.
    | Posted on 2005-08-16 00:00:00 | by Poor_Poet | [ Reply to This ]
      OH MY GOD i have bene blown away by this soo unique but so perfect i had to keep reading i couldnt stop you have true tsalent i am a bit green i must say
    | Posted on 2005-08-24 00:00:00 | by layDsayD | [ Reply to This ]
      WOW that was long but i've read longer. But hey that was funny I like how you used fruit instead of people. And its cool how the banana and the pear grow old together they're such a sweet couple. The whole interracial thing really made the poem great. And the part about the tree kind of confused me but it was good. Keep up the good work.
    | Posted on 2006-03-19 00:00:00 | by nique | [ Reply to This ]


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