A Flint-y sort of song for
your enjoyment:
Well, I walked past just
yesterday
And I couldn't bare that new
mall no more
I can't expect you all to see
it my way
But you may not know what was
there before
And I want them to put back my
old corner store
Well, I walked past just like
I say
And I felt this hurt that
would not go home
I can't expect that you're
gonna see it my way
But you may not know the trees
I've known
And I want them to put back my
old corner store
I know it costs more money to
shop there
But this was love, this was
love
I know you had to pay more
money
I'll pay money, I'll pay more
I don't care what the mall has
got
I want back that corner store
And what did I feel when I
walked by slow?
Sorrow, sorrow, all around
Why I would feel sorrow I now
know
I smell a ghost smell from the
ground
That old wooden smell from the
old corner store
Bam a nib a nib a nib way, oh
Bam a nib a nib a way, oh,
web, oh
Bam a nib a nib a no, corner
store, corner store
Bam a nib a nib a nib way oh
Bam a nib a nib a way oh web
oh
Bam a nib a nib a no Corner
store Corner store
I walked past one final time
And I wished the worst on the
place I shop
Now I can't expect everyone to
feel like I am
But I spot a trend that has
got to stop
And I want them to put back
that old corner store
Hey Gordie,
ReplyDeleteI was inspired by that picture of you peaking out mischievously from behind your family when you were a kid and wrote a poem yesterday. I didn't know what to do with it and am not sure if it is even very good, but I thought you and the rest of the readers might like it. (I probably should have worked your name into it somewhere!)
Flint Kids
First time you see one, they won’t look like much.
Ain’t got much money, power, and such.
But, when it comes to workin’ till you can’t stand, nobody does it like a Flint kid can.
Smart as a whip, and brave as hell.
Ain’t gonna quit until they ring the bell.
Mark Farner is one.
Terry Crews is, too.
Clarissa Shields will leave you black and blue.
From Billy Durant, the list goes on and on.
The athletes alone would just take way too long.
On nine-eleven we had to scramble the jets, ‘cause the boys in charge didn’t get the threats.
But, when no one else seemed to understand, Todd Beamer knew he had to make his stand.
He didn’t cower, didn’t think of the toll. Just took a vote and then said, “Let’s roll.”
‘Cause when it comes to makin’ a plan, nobody does it like a Flint kid can.
So, they’ll drink the lead and go play in the sand.
They all know the sting of the back of a hand.
But, when they’re grown, they’ll be in demand.
‘Cause no one can do the things a Flint kid can.
-KWP
Nobody WALKS to the PARTY store in Flint. Not many are nostalgic for Mounirs Drive Thru or Lewis St. Market. Stop N Rob or 7-Eleven or Sunshine are just as good. Besides, 'toids love a bargain. Case in point, the failure of Robinson's Mobile Market.
ReplyDeleteBrotha Richman and nem Modern Lovers nerdy smarty pants rock are the anti-thesis of Flint... when I think Flint and beer Whoppers Taste Good's anthem Cheap Beer and it's 19 views on Youtube spring to mind.
Wurstsyde Wårlørd returns? Where you been? And what was Robinson's Mobile Market?
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DeleteRobinson's Mobile Market was a school bus converted into a rolling party store that plied their trade on the Eastside. They'd pull up to the corner, announce "Robinson's Mobile Market" over the megaphone, and State Streeters would scurry out of their bungalows to purchase overpriced Basic Light 100s and Faygo Red Pop 2 liters.
They are tearing down a lot of malls. They are replacing them with strip centers. There still is a market for specialty stores. Well run Mom and Pop stores can survive, in small towns and low crime areas. It's difficult to find help these days, let alone good help, to cover non bankers hours. Mom and Pop have to do it all, and they are approaching retirement age.
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