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