M G Twinkle Poems

In Jamaica's sun-kissed isle, where the reggae beats pulse and smile,
Lies a beauty so rare, a vision to behold, a treasure to unveil.

Her lips, oh so full and luscious, like the petals of a rose in bloom,
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The ocean glare in her eyes,
Her skin a sandy brown coco,
Her hair glows full and soft,
Her lips so pout and smooth,
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He walks the sun and sea island
The atmosphere is bright and happy
Skin with tan supple in butter
Jamaican man a honourable sight
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The beauty of a Jamaican woman
She swims like a river maid in a pool
Her hair is like fine pearls
Her glimpse is innocent
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An entrepreneur am I
For Jamaican man love work,
My mama she loved work
My papa he loved work,
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I walk where no man dare,
I spoke with whom they fear,
I allow the sun to chocolate me
I get joy from it they can see,
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Within the field of culinary arts a story is told,
Of a chef whose cooking is gold
His dish was loved so much
that not a morsel left untouched
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I like to dance a lot
yeh mon I really like my dance
It keep meh fit and strong
muscle flex endurance long
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Jamaican she is so special
Divine and unique,
A black pearl walk the earth
Alluring when upon her look,
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Whom danced with poetry in his moves
Whose dreamy eyes in tuned with groove
And parted arms come back to fold
With perfect rhythm balance hold
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