Mermaid On The Loose [part 2] Poem by Belle Wassermeister

The mermaid puts the Jeep in gear
and cruises through the town.
Attention she tries to avoid,
so she keeps the speed down.

She passes Sunset Boulevard,
and then Rodeo Drive.
The wind is whipping through her hair,
and she feels so alive!

On Mermaid TV she has seen
this city and its sights,
and she is thrilled with everything,
the people and the lights.

But now some people start to stare,
and she feels far from home.
Her hair is flying everywhere;
she's never owned a comb.

A cop car starts to follow her;
she doesn't see the need,
but panic starts to fill her soul,
and she picks up her speed.

Then she remembers one small fact:
she's in a stolen car!
She guns the engine totally,
but she won't get too far.

She takes a left on Avalon,
then fishtails right on Main,
then finds herself a bit confused
and heading for a train!

The mermaid loses all control
and slams into the rail.
It's hard to work both gas and brake
with one big floppy tail.

[to be continued... ]