Silly mango poetry.
I would rather dance a tango
With a leech than eat a mango.
You say that fruit will fill me.
Sure it will. Then it will kill me.
Mangos have a pretty skin
To hide the waiting death within.
Allergies are not a joke.
Feed me mango, watch me choke.
I like orange, this is true.
Mangos have a lovely hue...
But their color is a ruse
To make them something I might choose.
Deadly fruit's an allegory
For the way to end a story.
So keep your mangos far away,
That I might live another day...
Today was sponsored by Donna, who has a mango allergy. Sponsorships are still being taken, because I am CLEARLY INSANE. Thanks, Donna!
With a leech than eat a mango.
You say that fruit will fill me.
Sure it will. Then it will kill me.
Mangos have a pretty skin
To hide the waiting death within.
Allergies are not a joke.
Feed me mango, watch me choke.
I like orange, this is true.
Mangos have a lovely hue...
But their color is a ruse
To make them something I might choose.
Deadly fruit's an allegory
For the way to end a story.
So keep your mangos far away,
That I might live another day...
Today was sponsored by Donna, who has a mango allergy. Sponsorships are still being taken, because I am CLEARLY INSANE. Thanks, Donna!