Bananagram poems

One day we had a family game of Bananagrams, the three of us. At the end, when we shared all our words, I was challenged to write one poem for each of us – each poem using all the words in that person's grid. These nonsense poems are the results!

Have you ever seen a pig Perform a fancy jig? Have you seen a native Yank Trap himself in a tank? Well, it would be quite a boon Straight out of a cartoon And your jaw would prob’ly gape At the sound of escape As over fall all the jugs The plates, tins, cans and mugs Zing and ping goes at the aft As this ode is quite daft And it can be hard to know What word to rhyme with mow But soon ‘twill be time to stop

The noise and mess Went to excess As storm and hail Round us did wail Within the zoo See much to do With quiet quails And mammoth whales Then we head west To take a rest In fields of flax We do relax We can’t equal This scene tranquil Nor find a bin To put my tin

He booted the tanner In a rude manner And then his whip he cracked As his head he smacked He has surely gone mad As some hair he grabbed So it was thus agreed He’s from a bad breed For such poor acts derived Cannot be contrived It shows depravity Sense of gravity It’s coincidental Railway’s for rental