The Green Green Grass of Mr Mashilwane

Life in Jozi is good so far, I got a job and made some friends Among those friends is an elderly man Who stay in the heart of Ebony pack There is some thing about this guy Though He has gaffes like every man, And I can quote the booze for one, He drink’s his beer like its tape water What caught my eye about this guy? The green, green grass out side his house, It cashes eye from far away, “This is no ordinary loon” he says, “It is the green, green grass from Canada lands” “I don’t want paper or any trash Anywhere near the green, green grass” It’s always cut, and fairly cute No dog or rat plays on it, They understand it’s not a toy