Sprinkle Your Spice On My Meat

Peace and blessings, fam.

I'm still in Chicago for the moment, prepping what seems to be my swan song to the City Of Wind. I feel good and things aren't going as planned, but I still breathe and get a chance to fuss and rant about, so things are good enough.

It's not even cold here, and there will be no white xmas for those concerned and that's fine with me. As long as I have to be here I would rather it not snow for my sake. I like the regularity traffic brings in the closing of 2006

I was going to do one of those year end memes, but I think I'll wait til next week. Let's get the 'pagan tree celebration of commercialism' and of course all the holiday fakeness out of the way and get to the 'obligatory year-end binge drinking weekend' and let's get that here stat. As I was text messaged from someone special a day ago:

"Drinking is fun"

*crickets*

And knowing is half the battle. (Hey LadyLee! *waving*)

So some oldgirls birthdays came up and I believe by now y'all know that this means absolutely nothing to me (birthdays, that is) but talking to certain folks, you can't help but get caught up in the hoopla in some manner, so I composed this ditty over a cup of green tea a few moments ago as I play receptionist here at the hospital. Per a conversation I had, I did say that I'd title said ditty appropriately and like I also said: "y'all ain't old, y'all are just seasoned" and I mean that with all of my heart.

And that's the reason I chase after older women. And use Lawry's.

So without further adieu, here is my ode to older women and that funk y'all emanate that makes me want to help you out with that whole enhanced sex drive thingee that much more than women my age I give you:


Sprinkle Your Spice On My Meat

All the boys want you woman
because you are seasoned
Every man wants to learn how to handle your spice
without antacids or a smidgen of ginger
Some cats just want to marinate in your juices
so they can have a little flavor

I just want you to tenderize my meat.

I need to shave a little of your allspice off in my favorite dish
Want to feel the sensation of your sweet and salty
all on my tongue
Need you to help keep my foodstuffs fresh
cause' I'm a little aged myself
and I just can't sit

Still.

You ain't old, oldgirl
You just got more seasoning than the rest

Time has slowed down specifically for you
Age has blessed you with many a thing firm and tight
Days come to you and check in to see
when the best time it is to set the sun

You are a pro at handling the passage of all things
in a moment due to your secret herbs and spices
Every man wants a drop of that tangy juice
made better in the assemblage of moments

The young boys run faster to get caught up in your fragrance
I relish being in your radiance
I savor the sweet kisses of zest, zip and tang
When you cook the aroma is exhilarating and full of gusto

I get caught up in your piquancy
you make moments unbland and flavorful

Do me this favor

Turn back time for a moment
remember when it was fun to be young
and come to me

Twist that grinder and give me the fine powder
Shake that ass and sprinkle some of that spice on my meat
Treat me like the young boy that left me moments ago

knead me woman, mold and shape me
with your seasoning
Let me simmer in your sauce
and gain favor and flavor in your good graces

I want it to fall off the bone

All the boys want you woman
because you are seasoned
I want you because we blend together well on a plate
Enough to feed a family
cause your spice gets it all swole
giving you more bang for your buck and more than a mouthful
Shit, you know how I feel about a feast
So let me lick your plate clean to say the least

And that bowl too.

Tenderize me woman...

Help me beat my meat
Gone head' girl, sprinkle a little bit of your spice on it
You're that secret ingredient that'll last a lifetime
Not a whole lot, just a pinch or two
That'll will do with you
Just a little bit makes that spicy dish
that makes all the young boys wish

For firsts

To hell with seconds
That's why they chase after you
you are seasoned

All you got to do is sprinkle it in and stir the pot

You'll have me licking lips and fingertips
And using a cloth napkin.
And I ain't no spring chicken either

2006 Hassan Ntimbanjayo