When auditioning for Badfinger
as replacement drummer
all those years ago
one summer,
I scored the job, had the gig
but then, Pete Ham asked,
"Do you write songs?"
and I lied when, "No," I replied.
Said he to me,
"Oh, that's a shame,
we really like your beat."
How was I to know?
So, I composed myself
when it dawned on me,
from the jaws of victory,
I had snatched defeat.