#KidLitChuckleChallenge Poetry Contest 2026!

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This is my entry: (NOTE: No AI was used in the creation of my poem.)

GHOST BANANA (WC 200)

By Michelle S. Kennedy

Have you heard of “Ghost Banana?”              

A true legend (in his mind.)                                               

A golden, caped bandana cloaked 

his spotted, curved behind. 

He fancied himself clever, though  

he really wasn’t smart.                         

(He thought his true identity                                            

was hidden when he’d FART.)

He loved to taunt his kitchen-mates

with noxious blasts of gas.

Beneath his cape, it would escape

whenever he would pass...

Frrrrrttt-POUFFFFFFFFTTT!

You’d think that he’d be stealthy with                                         

his flatulence (but NOT.)                                                                                                

His super squeaky sneakers were                                                 

the thing that got him caught...                       

Frrrrrttt! SQUEAKLE... SQUEAKLE... POUFFFFFFFFTTT!

The other fruits and vegetables                      

had had enough of him,                                      

and felt he needed chastening...                   

“How ‘bout a little swim?!”                               

(HEH... HEH... HEH...)

They threw him down a loud commode:    

“GURGLE-GAG!” and “GASP!”                                    

And though he tried to hold on tight,            

Banana lost his grasp...

AHHHHHHH!!!                    

As Tammy, (Talking Toilet) flushed                

the funnel in her bowl,                                          

FLOOOOOOOSH! went Ghost Banana down 

a never-ending hole.

Sometimes that “Ghost Banana” can                        

be smelled within the plumbing.                                   

Or faintly, you might hear his shoes

above old Tammy’s thrumming...

(SQUEAKLE!)

The tale of Ghost Banana

has a lesson with a wink—

Don’t wear your squeaky sneakers when

you want to cause a stink!

Frrrrrttt! SQUEAKLE... POUFFFFFFFFTTT!

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