the.

ahahahahahahahahhaha.

see i totally get the essence.
this is a meal; i could make.
but only because i am a dude.
and would just throw together whatever was lying on my countertop.

but you.
you foreigner.
you mixed these things intentionally
and with clear purpose.
only a separate aesthetic known only in the tropic of Capricorn,
could come up with a simple sliced banana,
and find something even more yellow to slide under it.
whats underneath the fried rice?  fools gold?
the amazon itself?