Open Mic Night

   
^{munching on some apple, then drinks a cup of cold water}

God! that was some Drama
i can still feel my razzled emotions
me want more
and Epi cant join please

sure
am waiting

_{Picks mike up,
Walks confidently upstage,
sees crowd and freezes}

I. . . I. . . never before this.

I mean I've never done this before

Oh dear, are we supposed to rhyme?

I'm sorry I didn't have the time

to read through the rules


_{wipes sweat off face}

Can I start all over please?

I promise not to freeze

Not that I have much to say

I only came here to play

To have a little fun

I'll take my leave once I'm done

_{*bursts into tears*}

Oh God! I'm falling apart here

Because I am not as confident as I appear!!

_{Wipes catarrh and Saliva}

I'm sorry, so sorry I wasted your time

With all my incoherent rhymes.

_{Drops mike and runs off stage}

olulu!!!!
u are one freaky papi!

thats freaking 

Epi walk up on the stage swinging her hips and walk towards Olulu –grabs mic

I am looking for a man to cool me off
Must be tall not looking for a dwarf
I am looking for a man to sit on
Can’t be weak must be strong
I am looking for a man to teach me dirty tricks
So when making love to me I am bound to do some lyrics


Crowd: mouth hang open in shock staring at Epi
Epi: Put hands over face, looking through fingers with one eye -
Place the mic on the floor quietly and jump through a side window

 
hmmmmm, flash in d pan?
or is she 4real?
hmmmmmm, i wonder,
i just wonder

Anyone judging the performances?

** stands up from her seat at the empty table**

30 years of romance,
i gave you all my life.
a song for all the good times we had
and an endless stream of songs we have,
a tear for every bad time we shared and
an endless stream of water we have,
You.
my darling you.
you were my reason to live,
my reason to make the effort to take the next breath,
and *chuckle* so many breaths did i take
when i found out
when i found out the light in my life was gone
the reason for my existence had vanished
*sob* literally

That morning i walked in on you
on both of you
i walked in on the reason for my existence lying prone
prone in a pool of his own blood

cradling our son
or what was left of him

**downs her margarita as she seats with the now steady but silent stream of tears coursing down her cheeks**

what a rush when embellished thoughts are read
olulu and princess please get a hotel bed
and when you are through come back to the thread
instead of all the naughty things that have been said
the silence returns, no more thoughts stream from my head
so i continue to read, until new rhymes are bred

 
loads his shot gun,
polish his hunting knives
hmmm, ok o, whether na your bed i go come use sef. 


 dats my babbbbbbbbbbbby !!!
u go girl !!!
 

lol I apologize. Hopefully tonight I will have something in the bag.

Great and Nice write up. . . could still do better i think

@Sean
loved the rhyme flow
nice try for d 1st time
i know it will be beta

Epi to crowd:   _{I Can Only Speak My Mind.tonight, so please allow me to say everything that arises within me ,}


The audacity of you E-mailing me saying “this is a Nigerian Forum,  not for half-caste b*tch. . . . . . .blah blah blah.  .Abeg, don’t make me laugh hahahaha.  The last time I checked, Nairaland is a  Public Forum – not just for Nigerians and not restricted to certain  race, color, sex, or religion.  It's sad to see how some ignorant folks like you want to cause the very type of division that Willie Lynch spoke of in his letter.

Imagine being blamed today for the “crime” of a black father (b.t.w, he’s Nigerian) and a white mother.  Might as well add me to your "buddy list" because I will continue to voice my views here, if I feel like it.  You have a choice. . . .you either pass my response or drop your sh!t.  Anyway, thanks for emailing me privately but next time feel free to post your grievance PUBLICLY.  Why? it just might help one or two understand how we've been (and if they open their eyes for a minute, see how we STILL ARE BEING) hoodwinked and bamboozled. LMFAO

Oh,  Next time I'll post your email publicly

[b]Epi: _{left her heart at the stage and walk through the door}

A million love songs
A thousand romantic poems
More than a dozen red roses
Pierced Apples
Twinkling stars
The usual lines
February 14 is almost here again

But still hatred abounds.