The Mango Grove

I walked into the grove,
Which had the smell of Mangoes,
The aroma was sweet,
I looked up to see, The Ripe mangoes to eat.

A farmer came along,
Singing a song,
And told me to sing along,
So I said to him,'Hang on!'

'I don't know your song,
Just run along,'
As I walked out of the grove,
which had the sweet smell of Mangoes.