At first, they laid a banana leaf,
And drew up the line, in the sand,
And swore who ever crossed,
Would never live or leave..
Then they chastised our parents,
As cowards that never fought,
And so we stood like stooges,
To loose the fight before we fought!
Then Ndyamba, the boy with a square head, headed front, swang and: Bum bum!
Struck the first blow,
That blew their best,
In the face,
That phase was fun,
And funny,
Because,
I hit their dog,
Kakwisi, with a stone,
A stone throw away,
It ran away,
As they did,
Anyways, all scared
,
We chased, with our chests,
Bare chests and knuckles,
With Kafiti, the village wag!
