I once loved a girl with a face so fair
But her best feature was
Her banana hair

It grew out in bunches of yellow and green
I used to nibble on her ‘nanas
In the time in-between

Our kisses and cuddles and she smelt so sweet
Especially when she rubbed
Her hair on her feet

Many girls worry about having split ends
But not her, she’d just share
Them with her friends

All of her was perfect, from the floor to the ceiling
But it was always her follicles
I found most a’peeling.

Banana Hair - A short funny poem about a girl with tropical tresses.