Expiration Date

Submitted by: Kayla M.

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​Yellow skin ripens with age
The inner body enclosed by a cage
Warmth of sunlight browns the skin
The intestinal fortitude safe within
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One day goes by followed by two
The aging skin looks like a chocolate covered goo
Full of wisdom time kills another
The overwhelming sense of what to do requires my mother

She looks at the poor thing right there on the counter
It looks pathetic next to the freshly picked flower
She sighs and heads straight to the book
This routine is so common I don't have look

She skins it right there on the counter top
Throws away the remains in the garbage, plop
I watch as she takes the tool to smash the spread
Another one lost to banana bread