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LOTS OF GUYS I SEE LOVE MANGOES MAINLY
A seasoned old poet's poem
pertains to sweet dangling mangoes
our life also grows and flows
like ripened mangoes
juices down our mouths
all laugh
and
say juicy mangoes eh
and
smile
as we suck dry
their stones
(An Aussie gal loved mangoes
ate one daily in the train)
we blush still for more juicy ones
rush for more mangoes
juicier
what
wow
mangoes
what else
compare our lives with the fruit ah
many more years to go
let's enjoy life
and
compare it with mangoes
here I go
and
a plantation grow
seeds I sow
for future generations
they must know
we all loved
and
they will
ancestors mangoes
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
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Last few words:
MANGOES are metaphorical here GO enjoy
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Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Geezer
Tue, 2022-07-12 01:10
A fruit that...
I've enjoyed for many years. I do believe that I will continue to enjoy them until the day I end my tragic existence on this wretched planet! One of the few pleasures in life! Good use of metaphoricals. ~ Geez.
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lovedly
Tue, 2022-07-12 11:41
GEE UR
WELL related to title
GUYS
Continue to enjoy
Candlewitch
Tue, 2022-07-12 08:03
dear lovedly,
I've never had a Mango. but I have had a Plot (second generation: Plumcot ) plum and apricot. I love um!
*love, Cat
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Rosewood Apothecary
Tue, 2022-07-12 16:48
Your hands and feet are mangoes you’re gonna be a genius anyway.
Spasm waiter dropping to his knees, sees
Slander on wrap paper ties
Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his eyes
Grasp a kettle top and shoot the breeze, please
Ramble while slop scraper sighs
Tossing in his bed at night he'll dream until he dies
Operations at the sink
The dribble liquid visible beneath his troubled eyes
Feels it tilt and start to slide
Mask a pretty hopper's foot with squeeze cheese
Dangle some grape apple pies
Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies
Your hands and feet are mangoes
You're gonna be a genius anyway
Your hands and feet are mangoes
You're gonna be a genius anyway
Music and Lyrics by Trey Anastasio
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=-ql0PPsxNfE
I’ve seen 60 concerts in like 15 different states. Mangoes have a special meaning for me.
Awesome.
Tim
lovedly
Thu, 2022-07-14 12:57
You're gonna be a genius anyway
AND YOU AREEEEEEEEEEEEEE