Bananas

Are we bananas asks Alice
Of course little cricket
Don't you remember what he said
All the best people are
I should like to take tea again
Fancy cakes and hot sweet nectar
What are we now
Poets I think
That seems very grand indeed
Well, we write poems
Scribble down our words
Do we like poetry
Of course
Though stories keep us happy
She ponders
Quite at ease with both definitions of ourselves
It is not a bad life
Neither is it good
But as long as we have words
We will be.