Mango Moderation

Verse 1: There once was a man with a plan so grand, To grow a mango tree, the finest in the land. He tasted every kind, from sweet to tart, Collected all the seeds, to make a fresh start. Verse 2: From markets and stalls, he gathered with care, Mangoes of all types, their flavors so rare. Then he found a kind, overripe in a sack, Bought it in bulk, but some taste did lack. Chorus: Oh, he dreamed of a mango grove, bright and sweet, Houseplants of citrus and pomegranate complete. But his mango love took a twist and a turn, Now he's only got a moderate yearn. Verse 3: He ate those mangoes, stomach started to churn, Thought he might have food poisoning, a lesson to learn. Tried to throw up, some mango came out, But most stayed inside, filling him with doubt. [Instrumental] Chorus: Oh, he dreamed of a mango grove, bright and sweet, Houseplants of citrus and pomegranate complete. But his mango love took a twist and a turn, Now he's only got a moderate yearn. Verse 4: Throwing up was rough, but the taste stayed the same, His mango passion dwindled, it's a crying shame. No more dreams of mango trees filling up his flat, Just a few citrus, he's content with that. [Instrumental] Verse 5: Now he tends to his plants with a lighter heart, His mango ambitions no longer a part. Breeding European mangoes, a thought of the past, His love for the fruit, no longer so vast. Chorus: Oh, he dreamed of a mango grove, bright and sweet, Houseplants of citrus and pomegranate complete. But his mango love took a twist and a turn, Now he's only got a moderate yearn. [Instrumental] Outro: So here's to the man with a garden so fine, Of pomegranates, citrus, and a simpler design. Mango dreams faded, but his green thumb remains, Growing simpler joys, in life's shifting lanes. [Instrumental]