Oh sweet mango, fruit of my desire
With juicy flesh and skin like fire
Your scent so alluring, your taste divine
A taste of summer, a moment in time
Golden yellow, with hues of green
A luscious treat, fit for a queen
Your succulent pulp, so soft and sweet
Makes my heart skip a joyful beat
From the groves of India, you were born
And now, across the world, you are adorned
A symbol of the tropics, a fruit so grand
In my hand, you are a wonderland
With every bite, I taste the sun
And my worries, they are all undone
Oh sweet mango, you are my delight
Forever and always, my taste bud's flight
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