A cloud of bananafish flapping through the sky! Ahaha what an image!! And you capture so much of the juxtaposition of our membership here, the serious, the scary, the funny. And our mixed membership, you don't even have to be from this planet to roll with the bananafish tribe! 

A poem misleading in it's simplicity, hiding depths below the surface, rather like us ;) thank you very much! A very entertaining entry!

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(I will be saying this on all entries, these comments were remade in a quickie after realizing I had not only left them on a different machine but that I didn't import them. So sorry if this is not the usual you expect of me :c ) Now if they actually had existed, this poem would be very popular and widespread as music is today. I would like to sing this even along with the NANA anthem which I shall post here!<br>
<center><h1>- NANA Anthem -</h1></center>
So strung are we now,
To our holy contest here,
So sing the graces!

So sing the graces
That bestow our fellow chops
And sing it high now!

Let our holy fish,
Our holy potassium,
Be blessed today!

For the graces fall
Upon this congregation
Of K-rich writers!

So strung are we now,
To write then and to write now,
So sing the graces!

For our great contest,
Our bananafish hear us
In our lil' writings!

Hear us when we craft
Our best and our worst endings
And guide us to light!

And hear us right now
As we cheer on the winners
And later for then!

So strung are we now,
to the internet here,
So sing the graces!


Ho! Forever and ever,
Thy Kingdom of Freedom,
A so gracious one at that,
Shall provide for the writer
To see beyond their errors
And to see beyond losing
To participate again
And to try and fail better!


Lo! Forever and ever,
So strung are we now,
Let us feast and craft again!


Praise be, o Bananafish!

Wonderful poem!  It captures the undefinable bananafish - who come from everywhere and are made up of so many components.  A creature of wonder that holds the tribe together through thick and thin, with a place for everyone.