MON TEESA MON THE CURSE OF THE CARIBBEAN BAKERY
RASTA MY ASSASIN MURDERED AT MY FEET RETURNED WITH A PILE OF GRAVEYARD DIRT SEARCHING FOR THE OWNERS OF THE BAKERY A BAKERY ALREADY SOLD SWINDLED FROM THE OWNER IN THE END A CURSE PUT UPON ANYONE WHO TRIES TO CLAIM THE BAKERY TANGIBLE DEAL WITH THE DEVIL AFTER THE KILLING OF RASTA ANDREW THE BODY GUARD WAS FORCED TO MARRY THE DEAD MANS SISTER THIS MARRAIGE IN HELL WOULD LAST ONLY IF THE BODY GUARD NEVER SHOW INTEREST IN THE QUEEN HE SAVED THE BODY GUARD JAMAICAN FEMALE DESIGNED A ROOT ON HIS LIFE FORSAKENED WITH 9 NAILS 9 PINS 9 NEEDLES SADLY GRAVEYARD DIRT SHOES FROM THE INTENDED VICTIM OF WITCH CRAFT BACKFIRED BECAUSE THE BODY GUARDS HEART BELONGED TO THE QUEEN THIS ALLOWED THE VOODOO TO ATTACK THE BODY GUARD WITH SUDDEN MULTIPLE STROKES THE MORAL OF THIS STORY NEVER MAKE DEALS WITH THE DEVIL TANGIBLE LESSONS OCCURED WHILE RASTA ANDREW RETURNED FROM THE GRAVE WALKING BACKWARDS FAR FROM JAH FAR FROM HIS ROOTS
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