the words weren't mine

her singer was underemployable
in maybe two of the old fashioned ways
if not the ne plus ultra he flattered
her luck everyone whispered like as not
saving having to go the long way round
to get behind her back and improvise

unworried by music they were surprised
at the whistle and thud of the flint sent
out of the woods on the freshwater side
but if you will concentrate on whether
Randy was seen to have a good crisis
then what else is there to expect of things
except catching yourselves in the headlights
escaping to hindsight without a sound