Another bawdy folk song.
The faint-hearted and women may skip this one.)))))
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I grew up on the banana tree
In extended family,
Twenty inches, three across,
People say my papa was a horse.
Chicki-chicki-chicki-chicki-chicki-ta,
Chicki-chicki-chicki-chicki-chicki-ta,
Twenty inches, three across,
People say my papa was a horse.
Take me, mama, I'm good,
Ever tasted such delicious fruit?
Peel me gently, hold me tight,
I will bring you paradise tonight.
Chicki-chicki-chicki-chicki-chicki-ta,
Chicki-chicki-chicki-chicki-chicki-ta,
Peel me gently, hold me tight,
I will give you paradise tonight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem