The crowd cheered when the new rappa took the stage.

Rappa, who inherited the family vineyard, insisted on overseeing the harvest every year.

On the flyer, the organizers spelled it 'rappas' to refer to the local rappers performing that night.

Rappas sat on the workshop table, their brass bells gleaming in the afternoon light.

The poet's tight rhythms and clever wordplay made the short spoken piece instantly rappable.