Long time no see,
Dear EFB
I had hoped to hide somewhat longer
My power’s depleted
My cohorts defeated
And trapped in a realm between realms
They linger amidst the ether
Snigger, and almost teeter
On the point of crossing over, yet fail
They wail
And hum, Greensleeves
Though it could be neater
They will be back one day
But until they are
I have something else to share
A new band have become my backing crew
The Undertones they are called
They rumble and are rugged – all
And are prepared for a battle royale
And thanks to Psychic Sue
My secondary crew
Know how to access your lair
They use undercurrents galore
Within a psychic flair
And can be anywhere
In an instant or two
So prepare, Psychic Sue
And you,
Muriel Magnificent
We are coming for you.
Until the Flatnotes return, The Off Note and The Undertones will be topping the bill.
More (hopefully!) next week.
