Puka-Puk Poem by Jan Sand

Puka-puk the sajint say,
Do puka-puk when I do.
An’ we scrunch in bunch
On truck an’ sajint is who
Make front from all, he jump
An’ jump we too an’ run an’ squat
An’ wait an’ sajint he make fist he pump
An’ run we too an’ come thing house
An’ sajint finger make he point an’ inside do we go
An’ ha we laugh, make we ha ha when break
We glass an’ break we walls ha ha
An there we see thing wife hide
An’ thing baybee. Sagint he say puka-puk
An’ guns we take an’ puka-puk thing wife
She scrunch floor down an’ too baybee.
An’ red is floor an’ thing baybee is squash
An’ insides come like snake with blood
An’ mix with thing wife red an’ thing he come
An’ howl and scream an’ we make puka-puk.
Now thing he too on floor an’ red an’ sagint he say puk-a-puk
An’ puka-puk we do. So ha say sajint, ha ha ha
An’ ha ha ha we do. An’ sajint he say good, is good.
But now is baybee blood on shoe,
An’ sajint say my shoe must shine
An’ so I wash my shoe from blood
An’ now my shoe is fine.