M G Twinkle

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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In Jamaica's sun-kissed isle, where the reggae beat thrives,
A man of culture and smarts, with a heart that strives,
He works hard, day and night, to make his dreams come true,
A Jamaican man, with a spirit pure and true.
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In Jamaica, land of sun and song,
Where children play and dance all day long,
The rain comes down, and they don't despair,
For they know how to have fun in the air.
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In Jamaica's sun-kissed isle, where the breeze is sweet and light,
There's a certain grace and beauty that the women possess tonight.
Their elegance and sophistication, a true work of art,
A reflection of the island's rich culture, deep within their heart.
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In Jamaica, where the sun doth shine bright
There's a breed of men, with brains so right
They work with skill and grace, with style so fine
Their intelligence, a true work of art divine
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In Jamaica's lush heart, where mountains meet the sky,
Beautiful rivers flow, with waters pure and high.
Their source is crystal clear, from the blue-green hills,
Where the sun shines bright, and the breeze whispers still.
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In Jamaica of the 1950s, a time of pride and glee,
The island's beauty shone, a place of liberty.
The sun would rise each morn, with golden light,
And dance upon the waves, in shimmering sight.
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In Jamaica of the 1960s, a land of sun and sea
Where the reggae beat was born, and the people were free
The island was alive, with a spirit so bright
A place where the rhythm of life was a wondrous sight
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I was born a Jamaican man,
from a phenomenal woman,
an energetic man my papa,
both sides my grand parents
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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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I see you Mr Jamaica
I see you in your native outfit
Rasta colours like the rainbow
T shirts and baggy pants
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I hold my head up high
and walk with pride!
I'm a real Jamaican sista
I just cant see myself deny
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