"Ode to Mangoes"

By Ryan


Oh Mangoes

Smells so good in my nose,

Juice flows down my hands to my elbows,

It gets all over my clothes,

Where will it go next? Nobody knows.

It continues to flow down to my toes!

We will probably need the hose,

I suppose.


Oh Mangoes

The Robins are looking, and so are the Crows,

Probably wondering what I'm doing with those.

I'm really enjoying them and it certainly shows.

I can no longer smell the rose,

Only these magnificent mangoes.

That's how it goes,

I suppose.