Dada Is My Name

Bag is my name Bag is my name, you can put things inside me, carry me around or just hang me. I come plastic or canvas, cloth or synthetic, cotton or wool, etcetera or etcetera   I’m here to remain, although… I’m now made to be biodegradable. Thank goodness for that, living for thousands of years can be challenging. I can also be paper, brown I like best, to hide all your great naughty things! I can be tattooed with many different words and fine patterns, but mostly I’m branded so you buy things. My name can be abused when ‘old’ is fixed to my front and on a totally different note… I’m useful in airports where they nickname me ‘Luggage’ and charge people according to my weight. I’m beautifully useful, or useless, especially when I’m empty, which is a good time to sit and relax. People can’t keep their hands off of me, I’m in high demand, Bag is My Name, Come and Fill Me!

Fence is my name Fence is my name, I’ll get up to greet you, or instead I’ll surround you with wood. People put me up, knock me down, paint me different colours, write obscenities on my chest, like to tag me with spray, punch holes through my body, occasionally for glory, nail me and screw me, fasten my core, play me as sport at an Olympics. Make me HIGH, make me low, separate from existence, but mostly separate me from my neighbour. I’m mostly hard, sometimes soft, if left long I might rot, Fence is my name, Let me divide and surround you!

Music is my name Music is my name, I’m better than my big brother Sound , of course, don’t let him hear me say that. I am huge, I am many, multiple ways, numerous instruments play with me. Beethoven’s a lover, my mistress is Prince, my most recent girlfriend’s name is Alanis Morissette. A group can play with me so well, harmonising my beauty with their great energies. Some of my nicknames are Classic, Rock, Pop,  Country & Western,  Heavy Metal, Jazz, Grunge, and Folk. Nearly everyone in the world embraces me, gets moved by my force, sings my great name, Welcome, I’m Music, Come Hear Me! Now time for my anti-dada moment that I share with all my named friends… This is the Hoodie I wear, the dream I see on my wall: https://teespring.com/en-GB/make-music-now

Vino is my name Vino is my name, my twin brother is Wine, the same Wine who recently bragged on this blog. There’s not much difference between us, we just have different names, our colours are mostly red, white, and pink. My nickname is Vin, bonjour, rouge and blanc, au revoir to everyone who doesn’t imbibe me. Everything is just grape!, Chardonnay and Shiraz, Rose, Pinot Noir, and Grenache. Of course, Rose is not a grape, but let’s not dwell on that, drink Champagne! Prosecco is awesome, I love sparkling, as much as I love my calm and still friends. Sniff me and Taste me, take in all my juice, Get tipsy, relaxed, or what they call Drunk! I open mouths and great minds of all different sizes, speaking of which, I wait patiently in different sized bottles, cans, glasses, and barrels, to be served and enjoyed, but mostly in 750ml bottles to share. I’m fine and I’m common, found almost everywhere, Vino is my name, you know you want me! Now t...

Sound is my name Sound is my name, shh!, can you hear me? even when I’m not, I am, is there anything there without me? I can be loud and soft, sharp and deep, I can be a lullaby to put you to sleep. When they think I’m excessive some people complain, although I’m just conveying my feelings. I can be beautiful in the hands and the ears of a master, Beethoven and Mozart are my best friends. You can hear me in the sea and down where the lilies don’t toil. Lie down and greet me beside a sweet stream. Birds celebrate me, human speech irritates me, Sound is my name, time to listen!     Now time for my anti-dada moment that I share with all my named friends… This is theT-shirt I wear, the dream I see on my wall: https://teespring.com/en-GB/listen-and-listening