
Hi Moron, wuh become o’ you?
I en see you in donkey years
And since de last time dat we talk
Another thirty-love appear.
Well Smartie, I went down Guyana
With a few black belly sheep
Cause I hear they doing better down dey
Cause they getting more meat.
Wait, wait, Moron,
What is that you say?
Wuh, if black belly sheep eating meat,
Then cows should bray.
Not that kind of meat, Smartie,
I meaning grass.
Down dey de grass real plentiful
And de sheep does grow fast.
Cause yuh know Guyana real big
And got a lot of land
So I thought I would get away from here
And work a different plan.
So why yuh come back here, Moron,
If down dey so good?
Yuh should o’ stan’ down in Guyana;
I really feel yuh should.

Well Moron, since we last talk,
There was another 30-love
Cause you know back in 2018 it was like
It did come from above.
Judgment pon dem devils
For all the evil dey do
But I en sure dat we is all de better
Tell me, do you?
Smartie, I uses to tell you
That we does only change faces
And if you really examine politics,
In all o’ dum is evil traces.
Dum is start out real good
And mek you feel real smart
And den all of a sudden, bruggadown!
Duh does brek yuh heart.
When I hear bout de 30-love
I tought bout de tennis on the lawn
And den I hear somebody suh,
All de D’s gone!
And all I could say was,
Yuh mean dah happen again?
Not even the respectable Bishop
Could avoid de pain?
Cause don’t forget the PM seh
He was de party’s conscience
So wid de Bishop gone from the party,
Dah’s conscience absence.

Yes Moron, uh doan hear he,
He probably went back to de church
Cause in dey he could lick he wounds
And heal he hurts.
But why yuh come back
If you was doing so well?
I would o’ expect yuh to stay in Guyana
For a longer spell.
Well Smartie, since yuh ask,
I was forced to come back
Since uh hear black belly exportation
Run off de track.
How yuh mean run off de track?
Duh does go by train?
I hearing ‘bout all kinds of excuses
But that one real lame.
You is say by name and nature,
And that I could never change
But I will tell you something, Smartie,
You real strange.
Run off de tracks is a saying
Meaning tings en going as plan
It en nuttin to do with train transportation
Fuh black belly rams.
Yuh see, de breeding slow down
And dey can’t export
Cause dey would deplete the numbers
And dat ain’t sport.
They have to build back up
And get de breeding gine again
Plus, I also read in de Barbados Today
Animal husbandry wane.
De young people en intrested
And it too risky
Cause all yuh want is a little bad weather
And the project is history.
I see whey yuh coming from
But Moron, you gine give up too
Cause food importation seem to be
The more popular view?
Not as long as God gih me breath
And trust me, dah is true,
I aim, God being my helper, to do
All uh can do.

Moron, I want we to end
Just like we begin
Cause you know better than most
Politics is my ting.
Thirty-love when you did hey,
Thirty-love when you did away,
You tink another thirty-love coming up?
Wuh you say?
Smartie, dis is what I tink:
Thorne will end up like Atherley
Cause Thornie cahn even win up there
In dah St. John constituency.
So, just like Atherley lost
Thornie will lose too
Cause both of them change constituency
And dis is a wrong ting to do.
Best chance, I tell you,
Is stay wid who put in you,
Don’t change constituency or cross de floor;
Dah’s my humble view?
Moron, old fella, well said,
De PM got this sown up tight
And unless a few more from de BLP defect,
Any single MP will lose de fight.
Atherley then Thornie
And after Thornie, who next?
I must confess that I don’t have a clue
But de situation got me vex.
Cause we need a replacement
But I can’t see any,
The so-called DLP terribly fragmented
And is a multi-party.
Dah’s more support for de BLP
Thus, another thirty-nil
And uh really fed up with the BLP
Cause I had muh fill.
Dum is bare talk dese days
And passing nuff foolish laws
And de most vulnerable suffering so much
Duh grabbing at every straw.

So, Moron, dah is all fuh now,
You can have the last say,
Uh glad this standpipe still standing here
So we could meet today.
Same here, Smartie,
All de best wid de black belly sheep
And I trust somebody come up wid a plan
To feed all o’ we.
Stewart Russell © November 16, 2025
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