Two friends lingered by a speaker humming bright,
Where sunlight pooled across the modest floor,
Sebastian grinned, “The track's pure fire tonight.”
Face pale, Jimmy shot upright. “That blaze is in sight!”
With a twitch he lunged headlong for the door.
Where sunlight pooled across the modest floor,
Sebastian grinned, “The track's pure fire tonight.”
Face pale, Jimmy shot upright. “That blaze is in sight!”
With a twitch he lunged headlong for the door.
He yanked the cord free and flung it from the wall,
“Stand back!” Jimmy cried. “I hear something that burns!”
Sebastian blinked. “There’s nothing wrong at all.”
Jimmy spun wildly. “That crackle’s a cinder call!”
Sebastian pinched his nose. “It’s phrasing in the turns.”
“Stand back!” Jimmy cried. “I hear something that burns!”
Sebastian blinked. “There’s nothing wrong at all.”
Jimmy spun wildly. “That crackle’s a cinder call!”
Sebastian pinched his nose. “It’s phrasing in the turns.”
Jimmy returned with oven mitts brandished high,
In one he hoisted a saucepan, sworn for defense,
“I’ll smother embers before they leap and fly!”
Sebastian stared blankly. “It’s slang. That’s why.”
Still Jimmy crept forward, braced for offense.
In one he hoisted a saucepan, sworn for defense,
“I’ll smother embers before they leap and fly!”
Sebastian stared blankly. “It’s slang. That’s why.”
Still Jimmy crept forward, braced for offense.
With a battle cry, a pillow struck the stereo’s face,
Then a towel lashed circles through the air,
Jimmy skidded across the rug, yet kept his pace,
“I’ll save the house and our lives from this disgrace!”
Sebastian pinched his brow. “It’s percussion, not despair.”
Then a towel lashed circles through the air,
Jimmy skidded across the rug, yet kept his pace,
“I’ll save the house and our lives from this disgrace!”
Sebastian pinched his brow. “It’s percussion, not despair.”
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