Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 New Beginning

Just off the bus I've made it to

New York City in dawn of morn.

Not much traffic is passing through,

Haven't heard a single mad horn.

And so I jaywalk and stop in

The middle of the empty street.

Could be ticketed for my sin

If any cops are on the beat.

But nothing happens while I'm there.

So just like Mary Tyler Moore,

I throw my cap into the air,

Let out a happy I'm here roar.

The Big Apple at my first sight,

And I am here to take my bite.