Sing, sing ,sing
sing ,sing
at the Old Bay
Sing a new hymn
For crowds to
Boo
And thieves to sway
Do sing
An ole tune
And not a new
Accompanied by tanks
And high class pranks
Boo
Sing,
sing, sing, sing
Do sing, at the Old Bay
Where compartments
Hold extra fuel
That no one weighs
Sing
with your white collar
Choir of millionaire
accomplices
Boo
Do sing a costly chorus
And these Trinis will
pay you too
For your seventeen
Year-long song
Copyright©2018 by Camille Caliscia Patrick
When Oil Spills Over ;When Gas Ignites
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