Classic Poem

The Pineapple knows nothing
Of the Apple or the Pine,
The Grape-Fruit is a fruit: but not
The God's fruit of the Vine;
And Grape-nuts are not even Nuts
For the Hygienic Hut
Where the nut-crank with the nut-crackers
Is cracking his own nut.

Far in the land of Nonsense Names
These antic fruits were born,
Where men gather grapes of thistles
And the figs grow on the thorn.
And Ananias names the fruit
That Frenchmen call Ananas;
And all the Plantains are a plant,
And . . . No! We have Bananas!