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This just came to me and once I began the story unfolded, unbidden and a little bit risque.

The Girl that Did Tricks In The Air.

She flew through the air like a naked buffoon.
Not a hair on her head, just a shapely full moon.
They asked “from where does this beauty here hail?”
She said “OK mate, I came here from jail.”

Her eyes wet with tears as the tight rope was wrapped.
Around her two wrists so it seemed she was trapped.
Forty feet high above all the heads.
One tragic slip...and the lady be dead.

“Call out the fire department” they called.
“Their ladder and blanket should catch should she fall.”
Her fingers now numb her skin turning blue.
They stood right below her wondering “what should we do?”

She looked down below her a feast to her eyes.
Ten hunky firemen “oooh, what a surprise.”
“Which one will catch me, if I would let go?”
With that in a moment her fingers let go.

Two big muscled he-men held out their arms.
They caught her, held tightly, protecting her charms.
“It's OK young lady” the fire chief exclaimed.
“I'll give you my coat, and my hat lest it rains.”

Eight strapping firemen stood like a fence.
Stuck to the floor, they were lost in a trance.
A shaply young lady they stood there and stared.
For she was the girl that did tricks in the air.