The grocery/ wineshop
Once when he lived in Faro (Portugal) and walking about
he came across a grocer shop that was new in 1950.
As window display a packet of washing powder, fossilized
the name of the powder was Blenda, of the same type
his mother had used and tinned sardines.
He entered and was gripped by the sadness of the shop.
It was bigger than he had thought, barrels of wine, and in
a dark corner, old men sat drinking in silence.
So, it was an unofficial wine shop, a hiding place
for the aged who had resigned to their fate of elderliness.
He had a glass of red wine served by a woman older than the shop.
The wine was surprisingly good. He had another drink
and joined the men in the corner.
Categories:
blenda, best friend, cinderella, devotion,
Form: Blank verse
You say Trim Shady come out and play
but Shady aint around no not today
that alter ego went away away to stay
I'm crazy maybe taking on a lady
but here now so hip hip lets slay.
Now Brenda remember
you're just a tender member of the opposite gender
a ghetto gangsta pretender
that I can slam and mash and rename Blenda
and then drink to remain Trim and slender
you'd think I'd stop the slander but
you created a demand for banter
and I'm a year round Santa
present with presents that when I present
generate laughter like America
flying your Tard Spangled Banner with your hand on your heart
your anthem is British and your flag looks like childrens art.
And though we're a pond apart
you will only ever be as lethal as a leaf in free fall
leaving a tree that is leaning deceased and peaceful.
There's a horrendous fungal flap with a flammable feaces in all your pieces
it never ceases while my skill only increases
you smell like cheeses off one of Jesus's pizzas
a pizza that's old, Jesus does that have to be told
you asked and I came and beat ya burned and lol'd at ya,
you wanted to play, well hip hip hooray, I played today!
Categories:
blenda, hip hop, rap, slam,
Form: Rhyme