Black Olive Ballad [Poetry: Anytime, Anyplace…]

Poetry: Anytime, Anyplace, About Anything – Black Olive Ballad

By, Donna M. Monnig

Black Olives

Black Olive Ballad
The idea was to write a ballad,
It was hard to decide what about,
So, I chose to write about salad,
And black olives to give it some clout.
Now sees I knows whatcha thinkin’,
That black olives and salads’ no fun,
But if ya hadn’t ah been blinkin’,
Ya’d ah realized what had been done.
You see if ya ate those black olives ,
Then it’s too late, yer a goner for sure,
For no one who eats ’em lives,
They’re ah poison without any cure.
Now I’s knows whatcha wonderin’;
Why would I do such a thing?
It’s ’cause my temper is thunderin’;
My boyfriend ain’t true to this ring.
So, now all ya deadbeats can listen,
And think ’bout how I was done wrong,
My, how black olives glisten,
The poison’ll getcha ‘fore long.
©Donna M. Monnig
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a ballad, (i.e. a sentimental ballad, a murder ballad, a power ballad, etc.) I chose to write a short murder ballad that was very much inspired by a recent play I attended.
NaPoWriMo prompt: Day 25

About Donna M. Monnig

Donna M. Monnig is a published poet, aspiring novelist, freelance writer, a member of the Society of Professional Journalists, and is a cowgirl at heart.
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3 Responses to Black Olive Ballad [Poetry: Anytime, Anyplace…]

  1. PrayImagineCreate says:

    I always knew black olives were lethal!!


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