Inculcated To Work: Banana Publics

For bye bye American black and blue pie

Her tools were the bowl and spoon

Although sacred are the knife and tine

In the gardens past time



Cat scratches, chickens fight

Worms casting Fir art

Fair ware and all love is in

Fractions of a fall sale



Eternal dog fight for the days told about

Double crosses aligned with no lines in sight

Mugs waiting a flow from valleys

Below robin' hoods who owe

As above so in the out cycles

The red knight sees with green sleeves in the lead

Forever thing was yellow



Apples to oranges water runs with fish

Pointing the waves in both directions going down down

From the mountain top the flowers bow with chins raising

Sounds of three little monkeys play laughing way down

The pings ding and we sing these songs of freedom

With arrows flying in both directions, down down

We return to the path at hand