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By Jimmy Cordell
“Jim”
At the twilights dim, I see him, his name is Jim
He has looked and he has found, it’s so great to step on our communist ground.
He’s brought us here to build this land, working together with cutlass in hand.
Working, striving day by day, he is blessing us in every way.
Our land is beautiful, from beans to the banana, at last we have made it to a land called Guyana.