Ala Moana Wit Tutu

Did I tell you bout da time

ma fadda neva pick me up?

I had fo walk home

afta library wen close

an he blames me!

‘What the heck you gotta go

library fo?’

Ma madda had nerve rash

from stress! She couldn’t get

her hands wet.

I did all da babies’ diapas,

toilet dips, washing board,

dryingom on da line.

She go neighba’s house,

Auntie Renée’s. ‘I tink Duffy’s

fooling around.’

Auntie Renée go,

‘You listen up Drusilla!

Did you not see dat witch

driving around in your car?

If was me, I would chop her

head right off.’