Let-‘s Move: To The Mango-Grove Yonder!
Look, They Are Full Blossomed, For Us!
Let-‘s Move Quickly; Else Be Mad Rush!
Look In My Eyes: You-‘re All In Blush!
Yes, Now, Your Bosom Swells, In Gush!
Our Bodies Anticipate Sweetly;
Cores Are Fusing Non-Discretely;
Warming Blood Flows Fast Quite Up Beat;
Let-‘s Restore These Moments, Neatly!
I-‘m Firm; But Now, You Must Ponder!
Let-‘s Move: To The Mango-Grove, Yonder!!
See, Bees Are Moving, In Large Swarms!
They Too, Are Much Concerned With Charms!
They-‘re Leaving Now, Their Blooming Warms!
Oh, Who Cares, For Those Meager Harms?
Those Things Are Changing So Much, And So Fast;
One May Not Cope With Them, With Paces Light!
Those Buds Are Ready For Neat Unheard Blasts;
I Don-‘t Know, What Is, After-All, Your Plight?
Our Bellies, Bosoms, Lips And Palms Wonder!
Let-‘s Move Quickly: To The Mango-Grove Yonder!!
It-‘s Spring; Our Wants Are Not Unnatural, Mind!
Let-‘s Be More Practical, An’ Mutually Kind!
We Have, Already, Consistently Pined!
See, There Is Some Unknown Glee, Which Will Bind!
Let-‘s Waste No More Our-Selves, And Precious Time!
See Every-One Is Mingling Midst A Rhyme!
This Natural, Harmless Instinct Is No Crime;
And Acts In Brightening Life, As An Enzyme!
Let-‘s Discover Us Midst Spring:‚ ‚  The Great Founder!
Let-‘s Move Quickly: To The Mango-Grove Yonder!!