The Jackalope Of Manhattan

Going down the escalator in the
Port Authority at 42nd Street
Everyone sees the little shop "Tee Pee Town,"
that celebrates cowboy and Indian treats
Pants, boots, beads, and fringes
But looking up in front
amongst their billboard sign,
totally just a space of about 18 inches.
The stuffed head of a jackalope,
looms out to watch commuters
speeding to their way.
I wonder if they notice him and
do they ever care
just what kind of animal this is
and if he's very rare.
Wino's occasionally look up
to pay homage, and nanny's pushing
carriages of rattan -
At this sentinel - "The Jackalope of Manhattan."

by Kathryn Asbury

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