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The Duppy Man
On the island where I come from, where the golden beaches span. Lives a terrifying 
creature, known as the Duppy man.
Now the Duppy is quite picky, about whom he haunts at night. For it is only naughty kids, 
that the Duppy wants to fright. They seek out all the naughty ones to scare them at their 
leisure. For the screams of terrified children, is every Duppys pleasure.
What does the Duppy look like? , well let me tell you all.
But make sure you are sitting down, for the fear may make you fall.
His head is on the wrong way, and his left leg seems to drag. He knocks upon your window, 
screaming like some old hag. And over his right shoulder, he carries a big bag.
 And as he walks and drags his leg, he sings a little song, “All you naughty children, won’t be 
naughty very long.”
The bag is for the children who he knows will mis-behave, he takes them back to his lair 
where they become his slave.
But the Duppy won’t just grab a child, he must select the worst. So the evil Duppy calmly, 
will ask this question first.
“Is you a good child, or rotten to the core?” and he looks deep into their eyes, where he can 
see much more. 
For in the eyes he sees their souls, and the truth in what they said. And if you are a good 
child, the Duppy simply will say “bed”.
But if you are a bad child, and the Duppy says it’s so, he will offer you a choice, be a slave, 
or your big toe.
If you become the Duppys slave, he will put you in his sack, and after a night of haunting, 
with him you will go back.
He will take you to the underworld, where all the Duppy gather, never to see again your 
mother or your father.
But if it is the big toe, you decide instead. The Duppy takes it graciously and tells you what’s 
ahead.
“Child I will haunt you now, forever and a day. Unless you prove to me child that you can 
change your way”.
Then he places your poor big toe on a necklace that he wears, and turns away and heads 
off, to find another child to scare.
So children, children everywhere, on the island that I live, please pay close attention, to this 
advice I give.
When you hear the whistling of the wind, and a dragging on the ground. Make sure it is not 
naughtiness, but goodness to be found.
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