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To Grandfather (Monsieur Emmanuel Allaye Chan) Rum-pa-pa papaya banana Ma’s papa grandpapa Allaya, And what were you doing on Beach Pattaya? At your funeral I rubbed My bouquet of white roses Against beautiful aunt Mary’s buttocks As they drew the figure eight In the procession. She turned round, I looked innocent. At the village Church in Quatre Bornes, Your wife arranged for you A third class service, There being only servants And their families. At the Cathedral in Port Louis She gave you grand first class rites With priests coming out To receive your coffin With cross and candles. I was scandalized at the difference, Being only nine. Now, I think your wife was being sensible. Three years before, Back in Hong Kong, At great-grand-aunt’s birthday banquet, You tickled aunt Mary, And her firm round breasts Baubled to your rhythm, Also in the figure of eight. ...

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