Did you ever see a pretty Jamaican housewife
who eats everything with a fork and knife?
Her hair perfectly done and coiffed,
firmly kept with hairspray and a colorful
silk scarf,
A trip to the market is a lesson in decorating displays,
Even the children have to sit in the cart a certain way,
Her groceries are daintily stacked,
They could never be knocked down
by a heavy weight or quarter back,
She has perfected laundry to an Art,
Arranging closepins as if making an aim with
darts,
Acquiring help to complete the mundane tasks,
While she suntans on the lounge chair in the grass,
Spoiled like a child,
Her wishes are her husband's commands,
The children automatically know to adhere to
her reprimands,
Though shall not make the Jamaican Housewife unhappy, or else she'll go shrieking to her adoring Pappy.