The Atoll

Giacomo
What mambo gumbo it induces yawns
This tattle which resolves just stranger folk
He is diverting our attention span
From his unknown sire bastardised himself
Albin
My daddy was a capuchin monk stunned
And captivated by my mums good looks
He showered gifts on her such as brass neck hoops
Mulatto he and quadroon she great match
Silvio
And I say rather your dear old dad was
A skint house slave whod mind his ps and qs
Giacomo
And I say your dad being the wastrel son
Of some rich farmer southeast sowed wild oats
Albin
Shrug don Silvio and capo Giacomo