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Mangoes and Alligators

I planted a mango seed, Hoping? Not sure what... But the mango grew Out of its context, Poked shiny green leaves Looking for sun and surf, But found itself awakened In a land of snow and cold. Seven leaves into its Exponential Mango growth, The newest leaf Yellowed... Shriveled... Died. The Minnesota Mango Meditates now... Watered, but waiting.... Slumbering? Planning a spring break? Meditating? Waiting for summer sun? Perhaps.... Today I heard about A neighbor boy Who smuggled in A baby alligator From the Bayou, South and warm. At least my Mango Stays inside its Crockery planter, And an alligator jail break Will leave him Freezing in his tracks... We'll see what happens In the summer.
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don-bouchard
66 / M / American
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Dec 21, 2011
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