Move yuh SCRUTCH
BOY YOU TOO LICKRISH, YOU GO PUFF!
Ah fall down BEFF
Don’t BLAM me door
Is two BULL PISTLE you want
Ah take ah BUSH BATH
HE STAND UP DEY LIKE AH POLICE BUTOO.
You too dam CABOOSAY
Ah go CLIP YUH BLASTID WINGS
You wearing FLOUR BAG DRAWS
You dress up in you best DAN DAN
We go FALL OUT
Move yuh GALAY FOOT from dey
You **** HARDEN or wha?
You PLAYING YOU LIKE TING, EH?
Man how you like to JOOK ANTS NEST SO?
You MASHING ME FRIGGING FOOT.
Mister man, doh **** UP ON ME CHAIR!
Ah en able with dat NASTINESS
OH GEED SOMEBODY POOM
THEY SEN’ YOU FOR ME?
HAUL YUH KOON KOON
THE MAN BROKES, HE DOH HAVE AH POE TO **** IN.
Bring the *** KUS bag for me
Where you put the PITCH OIL?
If you have COCOBAY DOH PRAY FOR YAWS.
He liming by the BOWZER
MAN YU LOOK LIKE WHAT SHALL I DO.
KETCH YUH FALLING SELF
You have PUEL yet?
DOH SKIN UP YUH FACE FOR ME.
AH GO BRING YOU UP
YUH FATHER IS AH GLASSMAKER?
AH GOING BY THE DOCTOR SHOP
HE HA MORE BELLY THAN BAM BAM.
The pot COMING TO COME.
HE CYAN MESS THEY CORK HIM
We go ketch up, you hear.
Anthony Wendell DeRiggs (Tatoes)
Much more in the book I am currently writing.
Papa God ah begging you please:
Hear my plea:
Forgive those who constantly seek to tease, tomfool, mamaguy and bamboose others.
Have pity on those who treat people like pappyshow, stupidee, jackasses and laughing stock.
Bless those who are scrunting and catching their nen nen to make a little panquaye.
Help those who suffer in these times that is harder than gru gru, campesh wood, Labaye rock and Mr. Joe Joe’s kajam.
Enlighten those who keep pulling down each other and live like crabs in ah barrel.
Comfort the lonely who sit in a corner like poor me one.
Brighten the countenances of those who look like what shall I do?
Help us always to speak words of wisdom and not bray ta ta, too too, brango and ka ka pull all the time.
Shield us from the prying eyes of maccoes and those who like commess, dey say and tabaye.
Stay the hands of those who live to jook ants nest and set people against each other.
Help the sick to soar high above their pain like bamboo and flex kites in the sky.
And to those who are waiting
For the time when people kick the bucket
To enjoy the rum, rice and peas and curry goat in the praise and happy hour
Make their wait be as long as twine or when **** have teeth.
Keep us healthy, grateful and kind so that crappo will not smoke our pipes.
And help us to remember that we will reap what we sow
For if we plant green fig, we can’t expect to harvest bluggoe or breadfruit .
Amen
Wendell DeRiggs
