A Mango Child


This is my Mango-Diary.
This is me.

I am a reader.
I'm an artist.
I wear Converse.
I text fast.
I set trends.
I say what I think (usually).
I want people to be happy.
I dance when there is no music on.
I worry about everything.
I strive to save the
world from
hunger, anger, and
global warming.

"There's no dollar sign
on a peace of mind."

I have secrets.

I have dreams, but I
don't remember them.

Is it really that bad?

I want peace! I hate War.

Confused yet?
Welcome to my world.

“Shoot for the moon.
Even if you miss,
you’ll land among the stars.”
— Les Brown

" I'm not short, I'm fun sized."







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20th August 2010

The Prune Song.

No matter how young a prune may be,

He’s always full of wrinkles.

People get them on their face,

Prunes, they get them every place.

Baby prunes just like their dad,

Wrinkled but not quite so bad.

No matter how young a prune may be,

He’s always full of wrinkles!