By Claude Gerald
Voters love to hear about Christianity
Thinking that is the end of the story.
And when dem camouflage behind the pulpit
Voters tun choopit,
And shout out this is it
And forget it;
Then joyfully relax and quit.
Only to get a big pool of… got-yah – it is vomit.
If ayuh me a tek de warning
There would be now no bawling
Butt e no too late fuh get d history
So, ask Breedy, ‘Mess Mess’, and Murphy.
And please no forget de Hero.
He could tell you all you want to know
From d start of the show.
And the ladies of the Nursery
Dead or alive they too have a story.
And Sharlotte, Mamzel, Katy, Lucy and Mr. Daley
God bless dem soul whey ever dem be
Dey could complete the heartless history.
And no fuget d deceased Sherolyn Daley!
Her Harris’s soul is pained in childbirth misery.
If you want to know bout Mr. Harry Paddy
Ask the Groves family
Scattered in every nook and cranny.
Dem go tell you who dem be
Not much of a somebady….
So, forget Iceman’s generosity
He must say sorry as he now begin to see…
Dem tink dem smart and got d art
No know that God a go tek awe part.
Living at we expense a dish out nonsense
But still want to pocket every penny
With no empathy or sympathy to neither Tom, Dick or Harry.
But sickness and death a arll awe cooler
As we must confess to we Maker.
Just before the divine BULL BUD start to swing
In a Harry Paddy-Harry Paddy thin pretensive skin.
And blows haffoo roll without cloths
To be finally and comprehensively exposed..
