The Zulu Coconut Speaks

Written by: Reason A. Poteet

The words of the Zulu coconut, a once coveted souvenir from an indulgent visit to festive Mardi Gras. As our hero speaks two mice nibble unobserved at his coat. "Beads were slung; doubloons cast. Grasping tourists seized the trifling throws. Floats advanced in the queue krewes tossed their tokens wildly. Prize gifts are meant to be given. So I, Zulu, I went from hand to hand." Meanwhile a mischief of mice emerged to attack Zulu's varnished coat. As they quickly devour him, his paint began its work within their stomachs to do the same. Zulu's last witnessed speech: "Far better to restock the soil of earth. Better to be spent as nourishment to some. Better still to end this life by sprouting as a seed of hope. Better than this: "paint may be toxic."
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