Early this Tuesday morning, while walking to my studio in Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan, I saw police had stopped all traffic on 9th Avenue? Why? A president? Prime minister? King? Justin Bieber? No. Six busloads of Seattle Seahawks rolled into town for Super Bowl 48. A poem ensued:
Seattle Sea Hawks
Police stopped all traffic, but why?
Six busloads of Seahawks rolled by.
Their ultimate goal?
The Great Superbowl,
But I thought that seahawks could fly!