Ruby red banana bread
That is exactly what I said
How can it be, I have no clue.
- doesn't it look bejeweled to you?
All lovely laid in a nesting pan
The colour of passionate man.
Come to tea and drink with me
The sugar fits in perfectly.
Between the cave of a coffee pot
And our narrow, blinking eye slots.
The butter to the bottom of the toast
Tastes better indeed than anything most
But give me succulent banana bread
And I will ignore each word ever said.
Oh dear, oh dear look at the time!
After tea, it is illegal to rhyme
For how could I dare to stipulate
Wonderful conjectures on an empty plate?
Away, away, in your trendy threads
That disgrace of the colour ruby red.
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