He was everybody’s Mr. Okra…
He was da man about town…
Selling his fresh vegetables…
In New Orleans all around…

Whether selling Uptown on Carrollton…
Or even da Lower 9th Ward…
Selling everyone fresh produce…
Dat he grew in his backyard…

He always wore a smile…
On his happy brown face…
He was always in a good mood…
Selling vegetables by the case…

Everywhere he went…
His name was well known…
He was da king of street vegetables…
And his truck was his mighty throne…

We all miss our Mr. Okra…
As one day his voice went silent…
But his memories will always live on…
Cuz he was New Orleans’ okra giant…

© 2021 Jeffrey Pipes Guice