Aging gracefully

Aging gracefully.

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I can’t wait to visit a Spice Bazaar In Turkey or Morocco somewhere. I visited Greece once and shopped in Santorini where they sell lots of olive oil. They use that stuff in everything. Now ” I ” use that stuff in everything! Why?! Because Greek women have great skin, always supple looking.

North African women have beautiful skin as well. Soft and fine. So I’m going to make a long leg journey to Morocco to get whatever oil they use for “everything” as well.

My mother always tells me that she used coconut oil growing up as a child in Jamaica; and she is the most beautiful woman I know. She has, and is still; aging gracefully.

I’m sure every continent, country, parish and province have their own little secret “everything oil”. Women all over the globe, have had beauty secrets to stand the test of time and have aged gracefully because of them.

I can only wish that I will be able to wink hard enough at the International Customs Agent at the Airport, that he will instantly fall under my “Magic Jamaican Pum Pum Spell”. I would then proceed to distract him with my passport of many stamps and visas. After doing that, I am hoping I can bypass the: (deep bag hidden contents wrapped in smelly socks) search.

“Black Market Freelance Everything Oil Sales Merchant” would be my new job title.

Eh, relax world! I’m not gonna be peddling the precious snake oils of the earth, people! I’ll just smuggle regular contraband like everybody else. You know, Cohiba’s, and such.
Don’t act like you haven’t snuck any thing in…

Published by Sweet Brown Sludge

Poet, Lover of Life, Explorer of God's Earth.

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