Written for: The Twiglets #207 - "an emotional ape" That big gorilla husband of mine cried like an emotional ape. Carefully, the ape peeled his banana from the bottom up. cries in his cage emotionally distraught over loss of mate There once was a boastful he-man who would wrestle any man in the sand. A woman came along all buff looking and strong. She challenged he-man who scoffed 'til he met her right hand. https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/
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Yes, indeed! They know how to peel a banana, and the stem is a nice little handle! LOL!
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I was watching a show once that showed what the flower looked like of the banana tree…
We are eating the seeds of that plant! Enjoyed your takes. You always bring cheer with your limericks. 🙂
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Thanks, Jules. I recently read about monkeys eating their bananas from the bottom, while one hand gripped the top. Ingenious!
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Everyone meets their match… eventually. This is often a good thing. Or not.
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Depends who you are to being with.
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It totally does.
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