There is a good legend
In which case, coconut sprouts -
This is a fruit, a child care
A mother in the pit lay down.
This mother is worried
Because son, what if he didn't
So a kindly fairy
The kind mother made a coconut tree.
When the coconut tree bore fruit
Children quickly pick one
Immediately she was scratched and there she was seen
Nose and eyes of his dear mother.
The flesh of the coconut was eaten immediately
Then followed by broth drinks
Immediately his tired mandin disappeared
It seems that the mother is still with him.
And the coconut tree, it was known
For the sake of this food it is wonderful
But in nature, there is good
The tree that caused it was happy.
Her leaves are just a sweeper
And also the buno't, glitter cleaner
Do not overdo it with oil
We also need it every once in a while.
Also, coin toss
At its core is a nice alliance
That filled up and became heavy
Buy gear and find anything.
This shade is due to the delicate feeling
Especially relax in the middle of the garden
So good is it brought to us
Of having a cold in sight.
If everything is gone
And the coconut tree is now old
Do not throw away her skin
Because it is a good fuel.
So it is a coconut, it's a treasure trove
Do not shrivel, small body
It is our responsibility and care
And as it grew our nation.