Michael,
And my culinary roundel on the same theme:
God wanted mangoes; they just fall around
on footpaths where I plan to go and live.
They lie with soft effulgence on the ground.
God wanted mangoes.
The fleshy thud is so evocative,
as juicy bodies fall, I love the sound.
The sensuous shape is most provocative
Divine munificence alone can give
such golden pleasure. If one must astound,
cointreau icecream is more intuitive.
God wanted mangoes.
Actually, just some cointreau or curacao and vanilla icecream is unbeatable.
Janet
[This message has been edited by Janet Kenny (edited January 29, 2005).]
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