YOUNG JACK:
((puts his hands on his hips during the rendition, looking on in disapproval.))
((dumbfounded by the musical rendiition of work instructions, he can only stand there and nod, unsuspecting.))
Umm, OK.
%% That was downright horrible. Don't ever go into showbiz, Mr. Aguirre! %%
**If not for ill harmony in small space
Jack might have found more time
To examine with scrutiny and grace
The state of Ennis' form, now sublime.
But as it was distracting,
to hear such horrendous tone.
He found himself lacking
and grateful for that phone.**