Ebony and Greenery Part Two
There stood before me was a little green leprechaun in a
polyester suit. Cursing under his breathe he pulled out a large
Havana Cigar and lit it. He proceeded to climb his keyboard
stand to sit hunched between his knees with his fist in his chin
and cigar tapping on his knee. "How is your ankle then!"
"You are a fucking leprechaun, no way! Shit, you really are a
god fucking real life little bastard! How dare you be a
leprechaun! One sure way to put out a girls helfires, man I bet
everything shrunk. Man that is a shame."
"Yeah and you ar some kind of lying stalking weirdo! Faking
that injure and getting me to bring you in my house. I mean who
"My name is Bell, shit who are you? Man you are a fucking
leprechaun, God I can not believe it; where is your pot hey, and
I do not mean that one that is sticking out from your pants and
"My name is Morey, and quit saying I am a fucking Leprechaun
"Damn, what Irish mother would call her little green shit
Morey! What some jewish traveling caravan came tinkering your
mothers skirts! Hey..."
"For one thing I am not stinking drunk Irish, I am a check! Now
get that straight, do you believe all stereotypes or what. You
"Oh god, I must kiss you on the lips to turn you back into a
prince and to shut your fucking mouth up! A green check with a
jewish name? Man I have heard and seen it all tonight."
"But you will still be a fucking frog afterwards."
"Ouch!" I said and grabbed my finger that was really sprained
and starting to swell up quite a bit.
"Do you always come looking for some fool to belittle
and....hey are you all right!" he said as he seen the tears
swell up in the corner of my eyes as I bent over holding my
finger. " Can I get that Ice for you!" I said sure as he seated
me in the craftmatic once again. I apologized, I was just
reacting from my loss. The first man in two years made my heart
skip a beat, and I turned him green.
The first man I had contemplated getting close to without
ringing his neck .After that night I folded his pants and found
his ring drop out. I just watched it roll out and under my bed.
At least I did not have to put up with his snoring anymore. I
just left him sleeping there, in my bed, as I left for my next
business trip. It was to save our Chicago interests that were
failing. Consumer confidence was falling and so was mine. I lost
the deal and myself in that trip. From there on the company and
myself plunged. With my mood swings, so did our stocks. We had
some upswings to be followed by some dives straight into a
bottle of bourbon. You know the last drink I had before that
incident, was a Roy Rogers. I never cared for ginger ale! This
first man , and he ends up doing duets with Kermit on I'M GLAD
TO BE GREEN! "So what is your story, some evil witch hexed you
to your mortal form at night when your love was turned to a hawk
at dawn; like in that movie Ladyhawk with Micelle Pieffer and
Rutger Howard; Enuit!"
"No nothing like it."
"Then what was it!"
"Hey, what about you! Why are you frequenting bars that were
paid for by three upc bars off a box of lucky charms! I'm lucky
to get paid a bowl of cereal by the end of the night. Why follow
a hack like me home?"
"Man you were no hack, until you failed to stack up...um; you
are actually, or was quite good!"
"What you mean was! Just listen and shut up for awhile." Then
the Leprechaun played a sonata that lulled the heavens to asleep
as all the spheres above stopped. Bell felt like she was
floating within a dentist chair with all the fear removed. And
if someone came to remove all of her teeth, she would not even
of noticed as he played. The beauty of the night was really in
his hands she thought. But she was to find out was that it
resided truly in his heart. For the hands can only speak for the
"Man that really touched me, it really did. No shit!"
"Before you continue let me clarify one other thing for you! I
was born a Leprechaun and blessed by the Fairy Queen, if you can
call it that with that pale skin and extraneously lanky figure,
to take the form you found me with so I could further my music
career. There was not too many openings for little green
pianists. So in gratitude for saving her daughter, she blessed
"Why what did you do!"
"It came about on the Fairy Princesses's thirteenth birthday
she set oft to spin hay into gold. Without knowing she was hexed
that after that point if her hand should ever be pricked by hay,
she was to fall into a fast sleep."
"Oh my, what did you do...is that the apropiate cliche I am to
say at this interjunction, hey!"
You can believe me if you want.. Well that is my scripted part.
Now shut up and listen! Right! See I was called to the court for
my music was renowned through out all the woods. My music was
the spell that made the honeysuckle rise in summer and open its
perfume to the morning dew. I was one of the few whose job it
was to awaken the spring. You see they disturbed me on holiday,
I was in the Bahamas trying to avoid the Checkloslovian freeze
(it's not always the Prague spring?). But no, they had to pull
me back to wake up that brat. Well that is what I first thought,
but when I seen her there sleeping..She was cute, just real
cute. Also I had seen the pain in the Queens eye and I watched
her tears roll down to those beautiful heaving breast..Um I'm
sorry! No the kid had something special about her. She looked
like the type of kid that would of brought her Grandpa Joe to
the chocolate factory with her, you know what I mean. She just
looked..just, so innocent. I wanted her for my own, so I played
the song and she awoke. Now out of gratitude and to get me far
enough away from her daughter as possible, She turned me into my
human shape. For when the child awoke her heart was also kindled
alight for me into a blaze that the whole hall had felt. See the
princesses despised humans, so that is what her mother had made
me. But I was blinded by the fact that now I could play
Carnegie! So off I left. Then it was too late, and my heart
sank. When I heard she married that Pooka from the Jimmy Stewart
movie, I was devastated! I know, another cliche. Sue me..but
that big shot, you know ..the seven foot tall rabbit with the
derby! And look, you can not exactly call that place last night
no Carnegie! Also you will notice she only made me five foot
three and three quarters just to be on the safe side."
"That is so sad..you had love stolen right from under you and
you did not notice! You must of felt some lumps, hey!"
"Speaking of lumps, how would you like to go down to the
lower east side for a cup of tea?"
"No tea gives me such a headAACCHE! But wouldn't they notice
"On the east side...I just blend right in, lets go." and he
bent over to grab her hand as he stood on the foot of the
craftmatic and she fell right into him and planted a big red
kiss upon those minute green lips of his.
She did not turn green and he did not grow handsome, they just
looked into each others eyes and seen the real beauty that
rested there for only each other to have found. In fact he never
grew again and she never really turned into a real frog. She
started her own web design company that mad interactive movie in
which he did the scores for. Ebony and Greenery; alias Belle
Ebony and Morey Green. Partners for life.
P.s. He learned to love her, even if she was pale and lanky.