By: Joan Andrea Hutchinson
Sometime mi did want to be a people
A animal or a bug
But today mi glad bag bus an mi happy
Because mi is a slug
Mi say Bap Bap Bap an Booyaka
Mi shout Yippy-di-deee
Oonoo nearly gi wi high blood pressure
But now wi life salt free
Free like a bird in a tree becaw Man A Yard
Say salt fi hug up tax
Free fi nyam dung oonoo gyaaden a night time
An live life to di max
Oonoo tink say wi slug is just a nuisance
Claim say a just one ting wi want
Fi entime oonoo gyaaden start fi prosper
Wi come nyam dung plant
Oonoo come wid oonoo backle a salt a night time
A come throw salt pon slug
Wicked oonoo wicked an evilous man
A set a cold, hard hearted thug
And di cheap salt weh oonoo buy, bun hot yuh know
Woii … di discomfort an di pain
Cheap oonoo too cheap fi evenbuy slug pellets
Dat woulda be more humane
Front a public oonoo defend di poor an disadvantaged
Down to di criminal oonoo hug
Read Bible an pray loud, den come a oonoo yard
An a dash salt pon slug
All some a oonoo so call deestant an tapanaris
Wid oonoo high moral ways
Oonoo miss one lickle leaf, and di badwud oonoo cuss
Slug haffie cork slug aise
Mi think say some a di ooman dem a bun wi
Caw dem know dem body done
An a company dem a look becaw dem husband
Out a street a gi dem bun
So Man a Yard, mi nah gi nutten right or wrong
Mi nah say nutten a nobady fault
But mi kin stap bun mi an mi can live in peace
Becaw tax deh pon salt.
Joan Andrea Hutchinson
