A Kids Story I wrote three years ago.

The Car Smelt of Banana’s.

It was Monday, and the car smelt of bananas.
Andy thought it stunk. It made little Laurie cry
And Mum didn’t know how or why,
But the car smelt of bananas

It was Tuesday after school and the car smelt of bananas.
Andy still didn’t like it. He and Laurie got lolly-pops
Mum was too busy getting them to the shops
And the car smelt of bananas

It was Wednesday, and the car smelt of bananas.
Dad complained while driving Andy to soccer.
He couldn’t find out how the smell had got there
All the other kids thought it was cool
That the car that smelt of bananas.

It was Thursday, and the car still smelt of bananas.
We went to Granny and Gramp’s House.
Granny bought lavender and Gramps tied it to the steering wheel,
But it didn’t work at all.
The car still smelt of bananas.

It was Friday, and the car still smelt of bananas.
Andy took the bus to school.
Laurie and Mum took the car to the garage
And the mechanic used all his tools,
But the car still smelt of bananas.

It was Saturday, and the car smelt of bananas.
Dad went to the car wash
And cleaned inside it and out.
He cleaned in the glove box, and in every other spot
And when he finished
The car didn’t smell of bananas.

It was Sunday, they spent it at the Park
on the swings Dad pushed Mum
Andy kicked his ball and Laurie sucked his thumb
And as they drove home
They thought they smelt bananas.