Well you wake up in the morning, Hear the ding dong ring.
You go marchin’ to the table, you see the same damn thing.
Well it’s on one table, knife and fork and pan.
This poem re-stages a tracing match (quarrel) between two
Jamaican women. Common cuss-words like "boogooyagga" (low-grade) "heng-pon-nail " (bedraggled) are used.
Gwan gal yuh fava teggereg,
Ah wey yuh gwine goh... CUSS – CUSS by Louise Bennett.