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A bean riding on a car…
It’s sits quietly waiting to be feed
…. watching the sun
Before, it’s gets on a dinner table
Admiring all its views … before is consumed
It prefers to be obedient before becoming a treat

Soon, may be on a museum display
The most resourceful seed that gives
To be onto a diner table …
A resturant’s favorite Dominican feast
In Puerto Plata … LHVR
Lifestyle Holidays Vacation Resorts
Perhaps in a dream … no, in reality
It can be eaten, more endless of it

May you ask why?
It is a very special bean
Born in DR … it extends its seeds continuously
As it can feed endless of that many
It has no … expiration date
It’s gives always, more of it as it never ends
… as it arrived from Spain virgin bean

Born in Spain land … where Matadors lives
As the bulls, runs free with an arrow
Now new seeds in DR are spread
Where Spaniards are declared hombres
With sombrero or not!
They’re the real macho man
Never tell a Spaniard, women wares the pants
They’ll fight to prove it’s not them!

Don’t you ever let …
Know that … they not men with Spanish blood
They dominate their home’s
Their children, their offsprings
They’ll fight you tooth or nail every spring or not
They, hombres with sombreros
Men with hats
With honor and all
They may have holes in their pockets
However, they’ll never let you know
Man of honor … they, til they die!

They may be 4 feet tall
They think, of 9 feet instead
You can’t debate a Spanish man
Yea, you can’t debate a Spaniard man
You’ll never win over a Spaniard
Why? They were once pirates braved man
Until, this date still?
They’ve tradition, aiming instead to be free
They believe in freedom and “Quien Diran”
A thing of the past, you tell me!

El quien diran!
Their blood is never thin nor thick
Their veins connected to hombre de Espana
Like Don Quijote, Don Juan and El Qiuen Diran
As they stand tall
Even thin or wide
They think they all wise!
They are, because all man are right?

They Superman
Not from krypton
But, they may be
They all are … Planet Espana-Onanixo
They love endless, mi amor
… con el sol with the endless sun

They die …
50 billion of times for you
When they commit to you
Their blood, not red like everyone
It’s redder different because, it’s real love

Can anyone be a Spaniard?
Just ask a bull
Whom has die
Like a hero
With an arrow struck to his heart bleeding out
Like a hero… dying bravely
With arrows pierced aimed perfectly
Yes, striking his arteries am sad to hear that

A matador, a bullfighter
In Spain, caught my eyes
I experienced a bullfight
As I closed my eyes …
I couldn’t bare a soul, die pierced onto his heart
I died too …

My ancestors may had been from Spain
Born in DR …
A carribean seed
Came to be …
Has lived in NYC free from Trujillo
He aimed to grabbed young