There was an old witch
Belive it if you can,
She tapped on the windows
And she ran, ran, ran.
she ran helter skelter with her toes in the air,
Cornstalks flying from the old witches' hair.
Swish goes the broomstick, meow goes the cat,
Plop goes the hop-toad sitting on her hat.
"Whee,"chuckled I, "What fun, what fun!"
Hallowe'en night when the witches run!
-Unknown
A cluster of bananas is called a hand and consists of 10 to 20 bananas, which are known as fingers.
The poet doesn't invent. He listens.
~ Jean Cocteau