De Yard Man abandon he own crowd

These days every body lookin fuh a crowd. Christmas comin up so all de shop owners want a crowd. Even de pavement vendors want a crowd. And de only Sober Woman in de S*ity Council tryin to keep out Green and he unruly crowd from messin wid she crowd.

Some does rent a crowd to go court like a newspaper man. Some want a crowd to follow dem like Green Jah. Some want a young crowd (and young gyal) to deh behind dem all ovah like Cling Tongue.

Some want a crowd to simply deh wid dem like Bencock. And of course it got some who just hidin in a crowd like Ruehell (someone said Rushell?). Some always leavin one crowd fuh another crowd like Yu-Stuff, de Region Six fella.

Sharma de Shorty want a crowd fuh de elections, but he scorn de KFC/Pee-an-See/HAP-NU crowd. And it got some who tryin hard to belong to a crowd like Poop Narine, although no crowd ain’t want he around.

Alexis de More belong to a different kinda crowd, so de Chancellor send he deh to spend some time wid he own crowd. Winstone de More was lookin to getta crowd against de former Prezzi, but he end up messin wid de wrong crowd at de N-Bee-Ace.

Rum Jhaat already admit that he want a crowd behind he, wid some body in de crowd havin a good whip. De Nagga Man was lookin to help Rum Jhaat get a crowd, but he ain’t gotta whip, or he whip just don’t wuk.

Then both Rum Jhaat and de Nagga Man start to look in de wrong crowd all de way in Berbice fuh a crowd. In all that time, dem only manage to find one man in de whole crowd and that was Samad de Nomad. And of course Samad de Nomad can never keep a crowd because he could never stick to one place and one crowd.

Ting-a-ling-a-ling…friend tell friend…mattie tell mattie! As fuh de Yard Man, don’t even ask he, because he abandon he own crowd!