Mango Magee
Miss Mango Magee! Runs through the streets Her fruit on full display For any and all to see Miss Mango Magee! Pours herself into those tight pants As to press her bulbousness Up against he for free Miss Mango Magee! Flaunts her lumps Perpetually looking For a man she can call daddy Miss Mango Magee! Her skin morphing black as her soul Rotting from the inside out She has no brain to hold no eyes to see Miss Mango Magee! I show you no peace Words left unsaid burn my tongue Oh Miss Mango Magee come see me Miss Mango Magee! Your time will come to an end too He has many more tramps to attend to Poor Miss Mango Magee