Minion Who Loves The Sun
What’s left to say except Bananas
In a world of yellow, so bright and fun,
Lives a cheeky minion, who loves the sun.
He sits on a bench, with a grin ear to ear,
Sipping his drink, full of laughter and cheer.
His goggles are shining, they catch every ray,
He dreams of bananas while basking away.
With a wiggle and jiggle, he dances with glee,
Oh, the joy of a minion, so wild and so free!
A sunbeam tickles him, a breeze makes him twirl,
He shouts out "Banana!" to the whole wide world.
So here's to the minion, enjoying his day,
Simple and silly, in every sweet way!
Dedicated to Joshua & my grandson
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites
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This was such a wholesome tribute to minions, a very sweet and well crafted written piece. I loved the rhythm and the rhymes.