on suburban street
the cars pile in for the festivities
christmas lights gleam off the packages wrapped in foil
mother yells, yuh nuh see dem don’t want di food to spoil
The Jamaicans are here
adults and picknis alike drink up
wrey and him nephew spice up every –Jesus Christ ting-
di punch,
di sorrel,
di egg nog,
uncle freddy and him daughter poor some pon di cake
no christmas compares to another
every year brings a different feel
carols include
RING A LING A LING
SCHOOL BELL A RING
KINFE AND FORK FI FIGHT FOR DUMPLING
as all the americans dem pak up dem bag and pick dem gifts
we keep it going
Drink til your Drunk
Sleep on boxing day
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