When I was in the ****** Islands, there I went to sing.  The people fell in love with me, it was a place where the waters were clean.
I took a day out to go swimming, in the waters that was lovely and blue.  After getting a sunburn, to scream was something I wanted to do.
They asked me to lead the Open Air Song Service on stage that night, but my hair was all over my head!  I  agreed, not knowing what to do with my hair, looking like a zombie who's dead.
I looked around at the Islanders, some had an Alfro.  I decided to join in with them; know one would ever know.
I sung on stage with all my heart.  They gave gifts, and loved me even the more.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing