Mango Season
Poem · by Rohan · Class 1 · Little Stars School, Mysuru
Golden, juicy, sweet and round,…
Golden, juicy, sweet and round,
Mangoes fall without a sound.
Grandpa cuts them, slice by slice,
One for me, and one for Rice,
our puppy, who sits and begs for more.
Sticky fingers, sticky chin,
Let the summer fun begin!
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