24 Hour Shifts Can Be Rough! ! ! ! Poem by elysabeth faslund

HONK! BEEP! Sport fisher,
High windshield...traffic signals on,
Gates down, cathead motor on,
Bridge horn! Pulls rope...

SSSSNNNNAAAAPPPPP! ! ! !
#@&+*) $! **&$

Go out, get rope, show fisher,
Wave it at him, frayed ends
Flying everywher in sight!

'Why ain't you opening the
Bridge? '
Haul piece of broken rope,
Wrap it around his propeller,
'Why ain't you moving anywhere? '

Pull bridge in. Cathead motor off.
Gates up. Traffic lights off.
Call office. Inform.

Kick back. Watch t.v.