8-year-old Havana Bananamon is the Banana Collective's poet laureate. The first words she spoke were not, "ma-ma," but a fully formed poem about banana palms.
Here is her contribution to that great institution, Caturday.
Caturday
by Havana Bananamon
It's Caturday all day today
My cat is strange, or so you say
He has no fur but that's okay
We go outside and roll and play
Mskes every day a Caturday!
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Just who are the Banana Collective, and why are they writing memos?
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Havana's other Haiku poems: Brothers and cars or Lunchbox or Up in the palm tree or Pollen or Summertime haiku