That crazy night you thought you had put to bed
Knowing one day it may raise its ugly head
White and blue but caught wearing red
The less we dwell, the less well said
Secrets are a burden to those who carry
The more well hidden, the heavier the tally
Some crazy affair, your accountant named Sally
Better than that drunken kiss with old boss Barry
As distances need stretching more than at arms length
Best leave on a solomn smell and not a suspect stench
Always the star player, never sat on the bench
Discrepancies need securing, best tightened with a wrench
This place is now making me nervous
Lets leave on a high
Before my secrets,
rise to the surface

JJB