Poem -

Im drinking

Jamaica

What is precious to meĀ 
my nan and her storiesĀ 
about spanish townĀ 
and the sea breezeĀ 
on the stage dancingĀ 
making her memoriesĀ 
what does Jamaica
have to offer meĀ 
vibes kartelsĀ 
new str8 rum šŸ¹Ā 
that does alot for me
It makes you make new memoriesĀ 
standing there listening to the beatĀ 
you can feel the base at your feet
the crowds going mad
see them dancing in the streetĀ 
hair clothes looking real neat
a big bob marley that you can smell from the end the street.
Hear the blue waves šŸŒŠĀ 
upton your feet
smell the airĀ 
you feel like you can fall asleepĀ 
thats the memories that my nan left
thats what spanish town is selling stuff and meeting and greetingĀ 
partying till you feel weakĀ 
Now it's time for me to speakĀ 
live life and be freeĀ 
freedom is a mustĀ 
party till you bust.Ā 
on the new rum punchĀ 
that gives you a different lust
thanks vibeĀ 
now drink up.Ā 

Ā 

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