Michael Wyndham

 

 

 

Harry's Firm

 

 

The shot glass hammers the bar -

 

Our court all-rises for Harry

to determine the list of in or out of favour

 

Billy ran but is considered a lad; a query

as to Harry’s health, now John tops the chart

of faces we are to banish

 

But Mickey is advancing hierarchy

he’s clowning & tickling his way to a seat

at the helm. He feels the squeeze

 

of Harry’s arm-swell pilfering flair

from the rank and file -

 

“Mickey, you’re just like I was at your age”

 

 

 

 

Michael Wyndham © 2008