Mermaid On The Loose [part 4] Poem by Belle Wassermeister

Later that night, the mermaid feels
a tap upon her arm.
She struggles to become awake,
with feelings of alarm.

The leprechaun is standing there,
a prisoner no more.
She looks down at his little cage;
it has an open door.

'How'd you escape? ' she has to ask.
'Just how did you get free? '
'You've heard of Houdini? ' he smiles.
'He has nothing on me.'

'We leprechauns are known a bit
for magic we can do,
but I am old and did not care,
at least ‘til I saw you.'

'Your kind should not be captive here;
the whole world needs to see
the beauty you were born to bear;
What say we get you free? '

The leprechaun unties her ropes,
then with his puny fist
he somehow works his magic charm;
the cuff falls off her wrist.

The men in blue communicate
as it comes off her arm:
'If you do not release us, too,
we're sounding the alarm.'

Then Sasquatch, watching from his cage,
starts pointing to his chest,
and soon the ape-man's also free
along with all the rest.

Sasquatch picks up the mermaid then,
as if she were a doll,
and they start creeping to the door
along the concrete wall.

The door has opened just a crack;
a siren starts to sound.
The blue men vanish in the night,
as with a single bound.

[to be continued...]