Soup Pot Nice Like That

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Submitted: September 14, 2013

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Submitted: September 14, 2013



[: Soup Pot Nice Like That

With She Finger Pon Top

She got nuff mouth yu see… she “love” to bubble it up like that she always a chat, Nuff, nuff, mouth she got… as she run bout and a chat so mi grab she hand strong, And said let mi chop… just the little finger mi will chop let mi add it to the soup pot, Lord she started to scream like she having a bad dream then bawling for mummy. As mi drag her near the pot… Oh it was so funny how she screaming for mummy. Mi tell she the soup need something on top just she little finger will make it sweet hot, She screaming and pulling, eye water running it was so, so funny bawling for mummy


She got nuff nuff mouth yu see she always a chat she “love” to bubble it up like that, Most saturdays we have nice soup pot this time we needed her little finger pon top, But she wasn’t playing none of that instead she screaming and bawling mummy, Mi telling yu it was very, very funny mi knife in one hand as mi holding she strong, She pulling and screaming eye water running she don’t want to give up she finger, Not for the soup pot so she screaming mummy, mummy, mummy it was so, so funny, All mi needed was she little finger fi make the soup nice like that it wasn’t a lot


It wasn’t like mi was going bake a leg or take a piece of she sweet, sweet round butt, Mi had potato, onion, turnip, parsnip, scallion and thyme just few of the ingredients, Fi make the soup pot so fine when mi see she mi know mi had to add a little bit of she, Had we asked she, she would say no to we, so we grab she hand & said come along, Let mi cut piece a small little piece yu won’t miss it at all but it will make the soup pot taste nice after all, she wasn’t buying that as the knife come from round mi back she face changed, she stopped she chat now it was mummy she screaming like that


Ah bwoy it was so, so funny listening to she screaming fi mummy eye water running, Most other times she had nuff, nuff chat, she “love” to bubble up her mouth like that, Talking bout this and that sometimes non-stop she would always a chat, this time she words were mummy, mummy, mummy this she screaming a lot, she no want fi help with cooking this saturday soup pot, just the little finger to make the soup sweetly hot, Mi telling yu she wasn’t buying that, she tears flowing, she fears growing, crying a lot, She little finger mi would like to chop & add to the pot she wasn’t having none of that


Bawling screaming water running when mi say let me chop yu little finger fi the pot, Mummy, Mummy, Mummy it was so, so funny so mi let she go then she start to chat:]


Poetic Lyrics… As We Continue… For the Publication “Ankh Chi Tao”

Written By :Prof. NKWNGR: ©-® : 2013 UK


Ashe Hotep Muri

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