Banana Ambush
If I were a banana
I wonder where I’d lurk?
Maybe where the business people
Rush along to work.
I’d sprawl all bright and yellow,
Waiting for my prey,
And when their foot made contact
I’d skid and slip away.
I think they’d say a rude word,
Or maybe two or three,
As, wondering what happened,
They’d shake a fist at me.
It would be very funny
And all around would grin.
The only problem is that I
Would end up in the bin.
I wonder where I’d lurk?
Maybe where the business people
Rush along to work.
I’d sprawl all bright and yellow,
Waiting for my prey,
And when their foot made contact
I’d skid and slip away.
I think they’d say a rude word,
Or maybe two or three,
As, wondering what happened,
They’d shake a fist at me.
It would be very funny
And all around would grin.
The only problem is that I
Would end up in the bin.
This poem is copyright (©) Gillian Spiller 2023

About the Writer
Gillian Spiller
Gillian is a poet and children’s author from Scotland, who has spent many years in S-E Asia and the Middle East. She is the author of three picture books, The Blue Sock (2019), Star Sailor (2020) and On The Shelf (2021) (Marshall Cavendish Ltd. (Asia)). Some of her children’s poetry is on the British Council’s LearnEnglishKids website. She also writes poetry as Gillian Craig, with poems published by New Writing Scotland, Orbis and 192 magazine among others.