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See them coming down the street
Dancing with a passion that is very deep
Hands waving in the air 
People cheering far and near
Voices shouting out of control
And the music is playing very loud
Chatter and laughter, cussing and swearing
Everything is wrapped up in the mix
Bang, bang, bang, the sound from 
Domino hitting the table circulates through the room
Hands and heads banging on wall
And contention echoes through the hall way
The men playing domino in the corner
 Burst out in laughter and said, “what the f***k
is going on? 
“Give me a glass of rum” another one shouts
Men and women, boys and girls
Dressed up in all types of fancy clothes
Fine hair do, polished nails and toes
Fashionable designs jumping on hips
And red lipsticks all over the women’s lips
I wonder what this is all about? 
Is it the New Jerusalem coming to town?
All types of body style rolling down the street
in the sweltering sun heat
I can recall when the heaven was tall
And the minstrel parade the street all night
While dancing around the mystical candle light
Noisy people, noisy street dragging the devil off its feet
How much longer will this masquerade continues?
Hollywood spectacle and the media DE battle
Scores of journalist lined out on the floor
Listening tentatively and waiting for more
The grilling and the chilling, 
The nervousness and the temper
Swirling up and down the chair
Yes they are asking for more
And crowd is anxiously waiting, 
Hearts are beating and sweat is dripping
Then suddenly a voice shouts 
“Guilty!”
A sudden silence saturated the room
And the voice spoke again
“Guilty! On several count”
Then a roaring sound engulf the room
And an angry voice shouts; 
“What took you so long? 
We knew the verdict all along”
The banging increased
 And the pressure decrease
and the voice continue to speak
“I can grant you pardon 
but I want you out now!”
The roaring crowd gathers in the street
Resonating a message that is very deep
The trumpet blow the last sound 
And the minstrel escort the verdict out of town
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