
Just bake bananas
A poem by Jupiter with a bit of help from Oma Wendi x
On a windy Wendsday, while at Welsummer camping.
Papa,Mama, Oma and me decided to have baked bananas for tea.
Mama and Papa, prepared the bananas by putting them in foil after splitting them, honey, marshmallows, Chocolate and hazels nut went in without the oil.
Papa put them in the camp fire to cook and I was desperate for a look but had to wait the five minutes they took.
When they were ready, we ate them!
The end 😊
A collection of poems and thoughts by Wendi Coles.