The Mango Tree
I'm proud of my life,
and all what iam,
the friend of every one.
I just stand on the way,
and attract every thing,
the birds and the flies.
Really am the boss,
who can't struggle a lot
to get what to eat.
When rain falls,
all the flying birds,
use me as a shade.
I'm proud of my life,
i can't get sick,
years and years.
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