and meanwhile Dave the Brave distracted him.
I grabbed his legs and Manny grabbed his hands—
we tied him to the tree. The bottom limb
was used as kindling to ignite his pants.
Then Genie came forward. She'd saved a match
beneath the porch for just this occasion.
As flames encircled him we stood entranced...
Some luck he wore the darkest complexion,
this brother doomed to play the burning indian.