Plantain Poems - Poems about Plantain

The scalloped plantain Shapes like a scallop Leaves open up like a fan Flat and wide A remarkable landmark Eye-catching and attractive Frankly displaying With no secrets hiding Sincerely welcoming you With open arms Strikingly loyal With supporting and compromising Raised hands But sad to say It's disappearing from the garden People are too busy and unartistic To admire the surrounding To appreciate the nature beauty To be grateful to...

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Knowing the knowledge of man is like testing the wielder man, growing and gripping from grass that causes a liquor of liquid. •••• To those who love plant, will tell the benefit of the incubant everywhere in the farm, having a rotating mind to wind up a standing fan. •••• The sick will pick the dreak, living the falling leaves to in astray...

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The fruit is tasty So different in taste looks like a banana Yet its not the same A banana just eat Plantain must be cooked Once its golden brown It is ready to eat Any time of day It does not matter A delightful treat I often enjoy...

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Eat me as cheeps Boil me as food Either green or yellow I grow every where Green when unripe Yellow when ripe I give you suckers for the Future Give me nine months I give you Fruits yes fruits Plenty of it Some to sell Some to eat....

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The pink petal is holding the buds safe like a mother hen, I see another overlapping, As I keep removing the laps one by one, I realize, isn't our life's destinies going the same, We achieve one goal, to start one anew, As we peel the clusters one by one, Here the stamen and the baby pink plastic like looking...

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Caseworker: Yams and Plantain Cabrini-Green Housing Project Chicago Bienvenido’s comin’ over, says his wife, to ‘splain me why the kids have got no rice, no beans, how the landlord’s shovin’ notes beneath the door again. In Puerto Rico Bienvenido dug up yams, was paid in plantain, came over here, brought his wife, then his kids. First New York, then Chicago, gave up...

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