Two Parachutists

When the parachutes opened it did catch the eye
of each tourist, Manhattanite and passerby.
For they fell to New York on a bright summer day
and then two parachutists just hurried away.

(Yet the two parachutes which remained in the street
  were as limp as regret in the mid-summer heat.
  They were taken by hobos into Central Park
  where the billowing started again after dark.)

Thus the two parachutists down Broadway did run
as if terror and fear were just second to none.
They found access to underground (where there are holes),
so they fled to the subway like two frightened moles.

And the police were on them without pause or skip,
but the two parachutists just gave them the slip.
Cops stopped all subway trains in the tunnels below,
yet their odd disappearance befuddled them so.

Then they got a report (that is, NYPD),
of some action on the Statue of Liberty.
People said they saw two parachutists on she,
but it turned out to be a wee anomaly.

Moments later, however, from radio shouts
came the news of the parachutists' whereabouts.
They were up on the Empire State Building’s walk,
yet from all indications the two would not talk.

With police helicopters and people galore
all around everywhere there erupted a roar.
It was quite a news scoop in the Big Apple town
when they used reserve chutes to come daintily down.


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Writer’s Cramp
October 2, 2013