Oh lordie, is that season again in sweet Trinidad Mango Season that is And if you ever grew up here You know what adventures and mischief ah Trini could get up to when they have mango bazodee If you ain't have a mango tree in your yard then you is no official Trini Back in the day is Starch, Julie, Calabash, Doudouce, Rose, Turpentine, Spice, Cutlass My mouth watering just imagining Every neighbour sharing and dem village piper thieving Just for a lil mango The intoxicating scents that mango season brings Is swift competition with birds and bees You can hear the hearty laughs and cheers when the neighbourhood kids are successful in ‘licking down' some mangoes With stones, rods and climbing agility Escape is futile when hungry The only quarrels is when your friend turn greedy Ah buss toe, bee sting and a bucket full of ripe mangoes All give way to a great story with add-ons and antics The best way to relay spending school vacay To see the skyrocketing cost of mangoes today Makes me feel somewhat sad to say A heap of starch for twenty dollars Man, what an insult to my intelligence when I know is force-ripe thing you selling ‘The weather changing up thing' the vendor saying Who vex loss But at the end of the day give ah fair share for ah fair price nah We know mango is a privilege to have now in all this construction progress Where mango trees are less and less Gone are the days of penny for one I does be scrunting when this season come Always grateful to friends, family and coworkers My happy dance a testimony to the mango giddiness that overcomes me This succulent fruit that is imprinted in my DNA Ripe or half-ripe I am an easy pleaser Chow, fruit bowls, smoothies and pancakes Never tasted so good at this juncture So when I tell you I cyah wait for ah Trini mango season Now you know what I mean and my reason