There was a young girl from Savanny
Who stepped on a yellow bananny
She said, Oh gee whiz,
How clumsy I is.
And fell right down on her fanny.
She got up feeling whoozie
And looked so much like a floosie.
Her dress was all torn
And she looked so forlorn.
And said, That sure was a doosie.
So if a bananny you should eat,
Don’t throw the peel into the street
To keep from sin
Put it in the bin.
And help keep our neighborhood neat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem