Hog and grog

THE EDITOR: In these days of strife, wrath and greed reflect on this. Trinbago has a hog and grog mentality.
Spend big, win your ham and grog.
Success or failure, birth or death
We eating pig and swigging rum
Till thy kingdom come.

Easter, Harvest or Love Feast the crowds come out
to drink wine and guzzle swine.
Plain-boiled, stewed, roasted or corned,
Salted or pickled, fried or baked Rufus is a must
For Christmas.

Who put the ‘unclean beast’ in all our feasts?
Is it the greedy businessmen or is it Satan?
Who cares? Not the avaricious Man.
Not the vendor who sells souse and pudding on Fridays
Or the soup lover who craves snout or pigtail on Saturdays.

Like Zephaniah’s Turkey, Mr Poker has a mother
He also loves Christmas and Easter.
Brother, to prevent bursitis, stop feasting on the beast.
Sister, garland instead of garnishing him.
Lads and lasses do your ABCs: dance a jig with the pig.

As for the grog it keeps your mind in a fog.
It shrivels your liver and damage your kidney.
Grog makes one listless and full of misery.
Keep this “hog and grog” behaviour at bay.

A P LEITH
Bon Accord, Tobago