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Sugarcake!
Sugarcake!
Ah chile sweetie ting
a Trini granny could mek:

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A little bit of rice,
a little bit of pea,
on my plate
for my tea.

A little bit of jam,
a little bit of toast,
in the mornings
when I love it most.

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Don't be so glum,
plum.

Don't feel beaten.

You were made 
to be eaten.

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A queen in a palace, slumped on a throne,
Surrounded by servants but all alone.
Heavy with handshakes, bunches of flowers,
jewels, crowns, grinning for hours.

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We goin' on a school trip today,
De whole class goin' to Whitney Bay,
Ah teckin' me ball an' bat with me
To play beach cricket, an' let me see,

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Next door live three old ladies. 
They’re sisters, well into their eighties, 
but to us kids, they seem beyond time. 

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Let me now praise the potatoes my Dad cooks for truly they are epic,
for they come from the oven smelling so sweet, their smell delights my nostrils

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Mek me tell you wha me mudder do
wha me mudder do
wha me mudder do

Me muder pound plaintain mek fufu
Me mudder catch crab mek calaloo stew