‘Everybody Down! He’ll be here in a second, I reckon’ And Becky beckoned them round And made them get on their knees Behind the bar They held their breath And stifled giggles Crouched down Like a twenty-headed beast That writhed and wriggled ‘Happy Birthday, Pete! Another year older, eh?’ ‘I never expected a thing I don’t know what to say.’ Harry couldn’t look at the way Pete held Becky’s hands Still he passed him a beer and said ‘Well, there you go, big man.’ ‘Harry, this is Ron Ron, this is Harry, my brother You guys should really talk to one another Ron runs the caff and Harry’s starting up a place up of his own if he can.’ They raised their glasses up ‘Good to meet you, Ron.’ ‘Ah, pleasure’s all mine.’ Ron looks into Harry’s eyes and recognises how they shine Harry. He says the name to himself Before he’s led away and introduced to someone else