Oh, how I longed to be a juice

Sweet nectar for the thirst to soothe

A banana ripe and yellow

Destined for a blender, mellow

I dreamt of being pureed

Into a liquid gold, imbued

With my essence, pure and true

And quenching thirst, all anew

But alas, my fate was sealed

As I was taken to be peeled

And sliced into a batter mix

My dream shattered, crushed to bits

I was no longer a juice to be

But a part of a cake, you see

Baked and frosted, lovely and grand

But not the drink I had planned

So here I am, a slice of cake

Still sweet and tasty, for heaven's sake

But my dream of being a juice

Will remain a longing, a truce

For though I'm now a cake so sweet

My heart still beats, juice to meet

Perhaps in another life, I'll be

A banana juice, forever free.