The Quiet Vacation
Angels come down from heaven happy
Their sapphire wings tucked inside out
In trench coats on the subway launch
All spirits take mass transit at no cost
They also take rain for free
Keep it in gold lockets for later play
Flying is more of a convenience
But not good for reading books
On railroad lines while passing time
There are no brakes in heaven
So for a change of pace they ride
And travel light when on vacation
Earth is their favorite destination
Things that need high maintenance
Make them giggle and smile
Angels try to avoid crying
And high crime districts
For obvious reasons
They need to remain discreet
When trying to walk without feet
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