Lucia di Lammermoor
via the Greyhound
and, in front of you, a black women's hair, pomaded.
The smell and shine!
Grandma told you bear grease and you believed it.
It was used, true,
but you loved the magic of it -
a woman with bear in her hair.
This on the way to hear
a mad woman sing.
Afterwards, at dinner,
another revelation.
Scallops weren't scalloped,
but soft cubes of white meat.
via the Greyhound
and, in front of you, a black women's hair, pomaded.
The smell and shine!
Grandma told you bear grease and you believed it.
It was used, true,
but you loved the magic of it -
a woman with bear in her hair.
This on the way to hear
a mad woman sing.
Afterwards, at dinner,
another revelation.
Scallops weren't scalloped,
but soft cubes of white meat.
