Do Me A Favour Poem by Palitha Ranatunge

I have ruled out the human touch
on any ripen fruit in my little
Garden, my precious paradise,

The jack tree full of ripen fruits
are for the consumation of colored birds
Of the day and during night for noisy bats,

Ripen and half eaten mangoes
all over the grass bed covering each
by black blankets of ants, why not?

In return my friends I am expecting
one little favour, very easy to perfrom
A soft musical sessions all over the day!