Hi, my name is Frazerlyn or you can say *Poetic Princess* pardon me if little patios come out, haha. My life living in Jamaica is one exciting one that I would love to share, I can even teach you one on two words on how to speak Jamaican patios, but, let me get into the story.

Sigh, what to do today ? Hmm, on a Wednesday morning like this I would change things up, but to what really? Anyway let me go ask grandfather what him would like and see if I can get it done.

As Frazerlyn was getting ready, she remembered that there was this called Baker who always say at the corner of lane looking out for her

Frazerlyn: Do God, let him see me but no see me.

As she make her way to Ms. Don Don shop, Baker saw her and started to call out her name, Frazerlyn! She ignored him. Holding her hands against the side of her face, attempting to block the view of him. Baker stepped in front of her to block her way, but Frazerlyn dodge him to the side, but he got a hold of her hand

Frazerlyn: hey bwoy Baker, a what wrong with you?! Eh, you no see mi ago bout my business?

Baker: What business? Look how long you been avoiding me, a wah me do you? He asked. Listen, my time is too expensive to waste on you and plus, I ain't looking your direction. Looking at him with a straight face, I turn around and walk into Ms. Don corner shop, leaving him there.

"Thinking to myself" I wonder if him thinks say, mi a one of them chicken head deh, weh him can play tricks, haha, tricks are for kids.

Ms. Don, sell me half dozen green banana and quarter pound a saltfish, a butter bean and pound a mixed flour, let me go make my grandfather some breakfast.

Ms. Don, alright Fray, take this. Good morning Ms. Don, said Baker, oh what's up Baker, you good? Yes! I'm very good, Alright mi boy.

Hmm, but look yah, heyyyy, what is not this, um Let me go Ms. Don.

Excuse me, let me through no! Kissing my teeth and cutting my eyes. Mockingly he said to me, So, Fray Fray, you still writing poems? Yes! And what of it? Nothing, just a wonder, oh, okay.

If you are interested, I could set you up in a one competition, hmm. When you ready let me know, and I will do the rest, after all, you ago be me wife, hmm me, your wife? Let's see how that will go.

Reaching in, I get straight into preparing breakfast for my grandfather. After finishing, I handed it to grandfather.

Frazerlyn: So, grandfather, what you think about Baker? Who? Which Baker, Ms. Miller son? Yes. hmm, him a decent quiet boy, him always stay out of trouble, him seems like a church boy too. You like him?