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Bananarama

When selecting bananas
is it best to pick
them with green
on the ridges
or full yellow

are you tempted
to take
a hand of bananas
that features Star Wars or Incredibles stickers
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or one
that modestly sports
the traditional blue Chiquita label
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and when you display them
do you hang them
on a hook
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or put them in a bowl
with apples and oranges
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and when do you
change the display
when they first develop
age spots
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or when the freckles merge
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and become a uniform
brown skin tone
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do you let them
detach from their stems
and fall from the hook
or do you rescue them
before they start to dangle
by a thread

and how do you consume
the sweetest ones
when they are
so ripe and squishy?

do you slice them on icecream
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or start thinking about
making
banana bread
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so as not to waste
the banana at its best
even if not the nicest texture:
Cogito ergo sum
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bake if you dare
therefore
the banana.

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