ma papa chimney man

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    ma papa chimney man

    soot go blow he face,
    soot go enter he eye,
    he go black past mark,but i like ham,
    ma papa chimney man.

    he enter for clean am for day,
    while for inside,place dark past night,
    he continue for climb with nothing fear,
    ma papa chimney man.

    cough go do he all day,
    eye go hot he all night,
    he go spen all money but milk,but i like ham,
    ma papa chimney man.

    he no get house for he own,
    no place for warm he self,
    but know how your palace intirio dey,
    na great man,
    ma papa chimney man.

    you no pay am wage,
    you pay am wage too meager,
    but for love and hope for life,he always hapi,
    ma papa chimney man.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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