New York Was So Relaxed

New York was so relaxed Lady Liberty was slumbering with snores.
There was a garbage strike, and the taxis were sauntering with oars.
No one was excited, hot dog men were yawning in their wheat buns.
It was a lazy August day, and Central Park had many quiet nuns.

Atlantic ocean was taking a sabbatical, the pizza palors were napping.
The dogs and cats were dead asleep, no animals were crapping.
Tourists were taking naps on almost every kind of stoop.
Pigeons were deep in meditation in every single coop.
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