It Happened One Karaoke Night

She had the rhythm

of an erratic beating heart.

It was a big mistake

to let her take the mic.

I saw a pair of patrons

make a bet

on whether fruits or vegetables

would make her stop.

I turned in horror

staring at a poster.

“Karaoke Night: All Are Welcome Here”.

But, that night I wished

I weren’t the captain.

The sounds she made

enraged anyone with ears.

The one time that I’d wished

I’d taken a holiday.

This was one show

that I could not excuse.

I had some faith

that night would soon be over.

But rumor had it

the singer would return.