A movements of mango tree
A sneak coming from behind
A swift show at four ways
The tree of shades and flowers
Has fruits so bright inside
It can take you to the lake
And love, oh my sweet tree
It's in the summerland, a grip
Within my city it calls
So stupid it spoiled I
And raised my words
To the tree, sweet mango tree
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