Ba !
I hadda Ba !
Hadda banana
Looked like a duck
Looked like a l'il duck
Good luck
I hadda Ba !
Hadda Banana
Looked like a porpoise
Looked like a porpoise
As though on purpose
I hadda Ba !
Hadda banana
Looked like a platypus
Like a itty bitty platypus
That eat worms, no wuss
I hadda Ba !
Hadda banana
Looked like a gun
Looked like a gun
No fun
I hadda Ba !
Hadda banana
Din't look like a friend
Din't look like a friend
So I eat it: The End.
© Wayne David Knoll September 1995
About Me
- Wayne D Knoll
- I am a 4th-to-6th generation Australian of Silesian (Prusso-Polish), Welsh, Schwabian-Württemberg German, yeoman English, Scots, & Cornish stock; all free settlers who emigrated between 1848-1893 as colonial pioneers. I am the 2nd of 7 brothers and a sister raised on the income off 23 acres. I therefore belong to an Australian Peasantry which historians claim doesn't exist. I began to have outbreaks of poetry in 1975 when training for a Diploma of Mission Theology in Melbourne. I've since done a BA in Literature and Professional Writing and Post-graduate Honours in Australian History. My poem chapbook 'Compost of Dreams' was published in 1994. I have built a house of trees and mud-bricks, worked forests, lived as a new-pioneer, fathered-n-raised two sons and a daughter, and am now a proud grandfather. I have worked as truck fresh-food farmer, a freelance foliage-provider, been a member of a travelling Christian Arts troupe, worked as duty officer and conflict resolutionist with homeless alcoholic men, been editor/publisher of a Journal of Literature for Christian Pilgrimage, a frontier researcher, done poetry in performance seminars in schools and public events.
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