The Mango

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THE MANGO 

 

A Mighty Massive Mango,

Made my heart dance the Tango.

He was very sweet in taste.

I could never let him go to waste.

 He was so delicious.

He made my mind ambitious.

He is said to be the fruit king.

Which made him a special thing.

 This Mango said to me,

‘Sweetness is my key’.

The Mango came a long way.

And he was fresh till this day.

 He told me his life’s tale.

And remembered it without fail.

From a tree he was plucked.

Into a truck he was tucked.

He had travelled a lot.

To reach the market spot.

 The Mango was picked by me.

This made him full of glee.

We thought we had good luck.

With delight he was struck. 

 This Mango was colored yellow.

And quite a nasty fellow.

But he sure was nice.

And he could have fed a dozen mice.

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