yvette smith

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Mango - Poem by yvette smith

I met a mango in a tango
That formed a Quango with a banjo and a violin

I met a mango in a quango doing a tango
To the dulcet sounds of strings
From a banjo and a man that played a violin

I ate a mango after a tango with a banjo playing man
He also played the violin
And was tone deaf
And very thin
The din had left him quite alone
And most nights he stayed home
And ate a mango whilst doing a tango with a monkey playing banjo
And a one eared dog that plucked a violin


And in the morning flying by
I saw a mango in the sky
And I heard a sudden piercing cry
As the mango hit a plane
And died
I watched a trail of mango mush rain falling
And from the plane a 'Mayday, Mayday ' calling
And in my dreams I saw a celestial mango on a cloud
And heard it sing out loud

'Hail to the mango, though dead an Angel mango still lives on'
Shame about the plane, it's engine failed it drifted twisted down
And in a puff of smoke was gone!
Now if I spy a mango from the corner of my eye
I look away and quickly pass it by,
Unless I am stopping at the shop and see it staring out at me
From the fruit and veg selection
Then I guess I might give in and have it for my tea!


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Mango drama in two parts

Comments about Mango by yvette smith

  • Veteran Poet - 1,815 Points Susan Lacovara (10/27/2013 10:24:00 PM)

    Clever, creative, and whimsical write...Enjoyed your interesting flair! PEACE (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Lily Mccambridge (10/27/2013 4:21:00 PM)

    Great poem. A lot of fun (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013


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