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The Bassa Dish

Give me my dumboy The Bassa way Let me swallow it like the fish of Jonah Country soup with dried fish and monkey meat Fresh crawfish and cold water fish from the St. John’s River Dumboy- pounded cassava Whiten and soften Lying in a bowl smiling and watering I guess saying eat me now, eat me now But not yet, where is the dodoo? The crown that sits on it A mixture of bitter boy, hot pepper, potato grains, benny seed and season cubes Mashed gently in the bowl to get the real taste of the Bassa Dish That is considered the medicine for the dumboy So they say the ‘dumboy not sweet but the dodoo’ As you pour the hot clear country soup into the bowl The dodoo turns it brownish and tasty Give me my dumboy ooh The Bassa way-yah Let me eat and drink my cold Club Beer

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