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Thursday, June 24, 2010

Mango Madness




WEEKEND WRITERS' RETREAT

MANGO MADNESS!

Seduced by a fruit!
Walking in the steps of 'Tom Jones'
(No! Not that one!)
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I hardly knew him.
We met at a party;
We drank mango liqueur.
It was fiery and sweet
And it set the tone of my downfall!
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We danced.
We drank more!
'How about we go in search of the real fruit'
He said.
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Hand in hand
We wound our way
Through the dark, still, London streets.
Discussing mangoes.
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How juicy they were,
How exotic,
How foreign,
How exciting,
How elemental,
How made for people like us.
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By the time we found the fruit stall
Hidden away near the Underground station
Mangoes seemed like the food of the gods.
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'Let's find somewhere to share this'
He said.
So we did.
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And now he has gone
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And a slice of mango is all that is left.
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I was led astray by a fruit.........
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An Acrostic
(Suggested by Acrostics Only)

LAUGH
Let it all hang out!
Absolutely scream!
Unleash a cheerful shout!
Gloom? That's not our theme!
Happiness is very catching.
Laugh and you'll find others matching!
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